Peg O' My Heart Part 42
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All Peg's independent Irish blood flared up. What would she be doing shut up in a little white-and-gold room all day? She answered the maid excitedly:
"Tell Mrs. CHI-STER I am not goin' to do anythin' of the kind. As long as I stay in this house I'll see every bit of it!" and she swept past the maid down the stairs into the same room for the third time.
"You'll only get me into trouble," cried the maid.
"No, I won't. I wouldn't get you into trouble for the wurrld. I'll get all the trouble and I'll get it now." Peg ran across, opened the door connecting with the hall and called out at the top of her voice:
"Aunt! Cousins! Aunt! Come here, I want to tell ye about myself!"
"They've all gone out," said the maid quickly.
"Then what are ye makin' such a fuss about? You go out too."
She watched the disappointed Bennett leave the room and then began a tour of inspection. She had never seen so many strange things outside of a museum.
Fierce men in armour glared at her out of ma.s.sive frames: old gentlemen in powdered wigs smiled pleasantly at her; haughty ladies in breath-bereaving coiffures stared superciliously right through her. She felt most uncomfortable in such strange company.
She turned from the gallery and entered the living room. Everything about it was of the solid Tudor days and bespoke, even as the portraits, a period when the family must have been of some considerable importance. She wandered about the room touching some things timidly--others boldly. For example--on the piano she found a perfectly carved bronze statuette of Cupid. She gave a little elfish cry of delight, took the statuette in her arms and kissed it.
"Cupid! me darlin'. Faith, it's you that causes all the mischief in the wurrld, ye divil ye!" she cried.
All her depression vanished. She was like a child again. She sat down at the piano and played the simple refrain and sang in her little girlish tremulous voice, one of her father's favourite songs, her eyes on Cupid:
"Oh! the days are gone when Beauty bright My heart's charm wove!
When my dream of life, from morn till night, Was love, still love!
New hope may bloom, And days may come, Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half so sweet in life As Love's young dream!
No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As Love's young dream."
As she let the last bars die away and gave Cupid a little caress, and was about to commence the neat verse a vivid flash of lightning played around the room, followed almost immediately by a crash of thunder.
Peg cowered down into a deep chair.
All the laughter died from her face and the joy in her heart. She made the sign of the cross, knelt down and prayed to Our Lady of Sorrows.
By this time the sky was completely leaden in hue and rain was pouring down.
Again the darkening room was lit up by a vivid forked flash and the crash of the thunder came instantly. The storm was immediately overhead. Peg closed her eyes, as she did when a child, while her lips moved in prayer.
Into the room through the window came a young man, his coat-collar turned up, rain pouring from his hat; inside his coat was a terrified-looking dog. The man came well into the room, turning down the collar of his coat; and shaking the moisture from his clothes, when he suddenly saw the kneeling figure of Peg. He looked down at her in surprise. She was intent on her prayers.
"h.e.l.lo!" cried the young man. "Frightened, eh?"
Peg looked up and saw him staring down at her with a smile on his lips.
Inside his coat was her precious little dog, trembling with fear. The terrier barked loudly when he saw his mistress. Peg sprang up, clutched "Michael" away from the stranger, just as another blinding flash played around the room followed by a deafening report.
Peg ran across to the door shouting: "Shut it out! Shut it out!" She stood there trembling, covering her eyes with one hand, with the other she held on to the overjoyed "MICHAEL," who was whining with glee at seeing her again.
The amazed and amused young man closed the windows and the curtains.
Then he moved down toward Peg.
"Don't come near the dog, sir. Don't come near it!" She opened a door and found it led into a little reception room. She fastened "MICHAEL"
with a piece of string to a chair in the room and came back to look again at the stranger, who had evidently rescued her dog from the storm. He was a tall, bronzed, athletic-looking, broad shouldered young man of about twenty-six, with a pleasant, genial, magnetic manner and a playful humour lurking in his eyes.
As Peg looked him all over she found that he was smiling down at her.
"Does the dog belong to you?" he queried.
"What were you doin' with him?" she asked in reply.
"I found him barking at a very high-spirited mare."
"MARE?" cried Peg. "WHERE?"
"Tied to the stable-door."
"The stable-door? Is that where they put 'MICHAEL'?" Once again the lightning flashed vividly and the thunder echoed dully through the room.
Peg s.h.i.+vered.
The stranger rea.s.sured her.
"Don't be frightened. It's only a summer storm."
"Summer or winter, they shrivel me up," gasped Peg.
The young man walked to the windows and drew back the curtains. "Come and look at it," he said encouragingly. "They're beautiful in this part of the country. Come and watch it."
"I'll not watch it!" cried Peg. "Shut it out!"
Once more the young man closed the curtains.
Peg looked at him and said in an awe-struck voice:
"They say if ye look at the sky when the lightnin' comes ye can see the Kingdom of Heaven. An' the sight of it blinds some and kills others--accordin' to the state of grace ye're in."
"You're a Catholic?" said the stranger.
"What else would I be?" asked Peg in surprise.
Again the lightning lit the room and, after some seconds, came the deep rolling of the now distant thunder.
Peg closed her eyes again and s.h.i.+vered.
"Doesn't it seem He is angry with us for our sins?" she cried.
"With ME, perhaps--not with you," answered the stranger.
"What do ye mane by that?" asked Peg.
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