Peg O' My Heart Part 26
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"I always thought bank directors were BLIGHTERS. Good Lord, what a mess!" He looked the picture of misery. "What's to become of Ethel, mater?"
"Whoever shelters me must shelter Ethel as well," replied the mother sadly. "But it's hard--at my age--to be--sheltered."
Alaric looked at Ethel, and a feeling of pity came over him. It was distinctly to his credit--since his own wrongs occupied most of his attention. But after all HE could buffet the world and wring a living out of it. All he had to do was to make up his mind which walk in life to choose. He was fortunate.
But Ethel, reared from infancy in the environment of independence: it would come very hard and bitter on her.
Alaric just touched Ethel's hand, and with as much feeling as he could muster, he said: "Shockin' tough, old girl."
Ethel shook her head almost determinedly and said, somewhat enigmatically, and FOR HER, heatedly:
"NO!"
"No?" asked Alaric. "No--what?"
"Charity!" said Ethel.
"Cold-blooded word," and Alaric shuddered. "What will you do, Ethel?"
"Work."
"At what?"
"Teach."
"TEACH? Who in the wide world can YOU teach?"
"Children."
Alaric laughed mirthlessly. "Oh, come, that's rich! Eh, mater? Fancy Ethel teachin' grubby little brats their A B C's! Tus.h.!.+"
"Must!" said Ethel, quite unmoved.
"A CHICHESTER TEACH?" said Alaric, in disgust.
"Settled!" from Ethel, and she swept her finger slowly across the piano.
"Very well," said Alaric, determinedly: "I'll work, too." Mrs.
Chichester looked up pleadingly.
Alaric went on: "I'll put my hand to the plough. The more I think of it the keener I am to begin. From to-day I'll be a workin' man."
At this Ethel laughed a queer, little, odd, supercilious note, summed up in a single word: "Ha!" There was nothing mirthful in it. There was no reproach in it. It was just an expression of her honest feeling at the bare suggestion of her brother WORKING.
Alaric turned quickly to her:
"And may I ask WHY that 'Ha!'? WHY, I ask you? There's nothing I couldn't do if I were really put to it--not a single thing. Is there, mater?"
His mother looked up proudly at him.
"I know that, dear. But it's dreadful to think of YOU--WORKING."
"Not at all," said Alaric, "I'm just tingling all over at the thought of it. The only reason I haven't so far is because I've never had to.
But now that I have, I'll just buckle on my armour, so to speak, and astonish you all."
Again came that deadly, cold, unsympathetic "Ha!" from Ethel.
"Please don't laugh in that cheerless way, Ethel. It goes all down my spine. Jerry's always tellin' me I ought to do something--that the world is for the worker--and all that. He's right, and I'm goin' to show him." He suddenly picked up the paper and looked at the date.
"What's to-day? The FIRST? Yes, so it is. June the first. Jerry's comin' to-day--all his family, too. They've taken 'Noel's Folly' on the hill. He's sure to look in here. Couldn't be better. He's the cove to turn to in a case like this."
Jarvis, a white-haired, dignified butler who had served the family man and boy, came in at this juncture with a visiting card on a salver.
Alaric picked it up and glanced at it. He gave an expression of disgust and flung the card back on the salver.
"Christian Brent."
For the first time Ethel showed more than a pa.s.sing gleam of interest.
She stopped strumming the piano and stood up, very erect and very still.
Mrs. Chichester rose too: "I can't see any one," she said imperatively.
"Nor I," added Alaric. "I'm all strung up." He turned to Jarvis. "Tell Mr. Brent we're very sorry, but--"
"I'LL see him," interrupted Ethel, almost animatedly. "Bring Mr. Brent here, Jarvis."
As Jarvis went in search of Mr. Brent, Mrs. Chichester went up the great stairs: "My head is throbbing. I'll go to my room."
"Don't you worry, mater," consoled Alaric. "Leave everything to me.
I'll thrash the whole thing out--absolutely thrash it out."
As Mrs. Chichester disappeared, Alaric turned to his calm sister, who, strangely enough, was showing some signs of life and interest.
"Awful business, Ethel, eh?"
"Pretty bad."
"Really goin' to teach?"
"Yes."
"Right! I'll find somethin', too. Very likely a doctor. We'll pull through somehow."
Ethel made a motion toward the door as though to stop any further conversation.
"Mr. Brent's coming," she said, almost impatiently.
Alaric started for the windows leading into the garden.
"Jolly good of you to let him bore you. I hate the sight of the beggar, myself. Always looks to me like the first conspirator at a play."
Peg O' My Heart Part 26
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