The Ship of Stars Part 12
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"I don't care. It was unfair; and anyone but a boy "--with scorn--"
would see it." She turned upon the staring Taffy--"I hate your tale; it was horrid."
She repeated it, that evening, as they turned their faces homeward across the heathery moor. Taffy had halted on the top of a hillock to wave good-night to George. For years he remembered the scene--the brown hollow of the hills; the clear evening sky, with the faint purple arch, which is the shadow of the world, climbing higher and higher upon it; and his own shadow stretching back with his heart toward George, who stood fronting the level rays and waved his glittering catch of fish.
"What was that you said?" he asked, when at length he tore himself away and caught up with Honoria.
"That was a horrid story you told. It spoiled my afternoon, and I'll trouble you not to tell any more of the sort."
CHAPTER XI.
LIZZIE REDEEMS HER DOLL AND HONORIA THROWS A STONE.
A broad terrace ran along the southern front of Tredinnis House.
It had once been decorated with leaden statues, but of these only the pedestals remained.
Honoria, perched on the terraced wall, with her legs dangling, was making imaginary casts with a trout-rod, when she heard footsteps. A child came timidly round the angle of the big house--Lizzie Pezzack.
"Hullo! What do you want?"
"If you please, miss--"
"Well?"
"If you please, miss--"
"You've said that twice."
Lizzie held out a grubby palm with a half-crown in it: "I wants my doll back, if you please, miss."
"But you sold it."
"I didn't mean to. You took me so sudden."
"I gave you ever so much more than it was worth. Why, I don't believe it cost you three ha'pence!"
"Tuppence," said Lizzie.
"Then you don't know when you're well off. Go away."
"'Tisn't that, miss--"
"What is it, then?"
Lizzie broke into a flood of tears.
Honoria, the younger by a year or so, stood and eyed her scornfully; then turning on her heel marched into the house.
She was a just child. She went upstairs to her bedroom, unlocked her wardrobe, and took out the doll, which was clad in blue silk, and reposed in a dog-trough lined with the same material. Honoria had recklessly cut up two handkerchiefs (for underclothing) and her Sunday sash, and had made the garments in secret. They were prodigies of bad needlework. With the face of a Medea she stripped the poor thing, took it in her arms as if to kiss it, but checked herself sternly. She descended to the terrace with the doll in one hand and its original calico smock in the other.
"There, take your twopenny baby!"
Lizzie caught and strained it to her breast; covered its poor nakedness hurriedly, and hugged it again with pa.s.sionate kisses.
"You silly! Did you come all this way by yourself?"
Lizzie nodded. "Father thinks I'm home, minding the house. He's off duty this evening, and he walked over here to the Bryanite Chapel, up to Four Turnings. There's going to be a big Prayer Meeting to-night.
When his back was turned I slipped out after him, so as to keep him in sight across the towans."
"Why?"
"I'm terrible timid. I can't bear to walk across the towans by myself. You can't see where you be--they're so much alike--and it makes a person feel lost. There's so many bones, too."
"Dead rabbits."
"Yes, and dead folks, I've heard father say."
"Well, you'll have to go back alone, any way."
Lizzie hugged the doll. "I don't mind so much now. I'll keep along by the sea and run, and only open my eyes now and then. Here's your money, miss."
She went off at a run. Honoria pocketed the half-crown and went back to her fly-fis.h.i.+ng. But after a few casts she desisted, and took her rod to pieces slowly. The afternoon was hot and sultry. She sat down in the shadow of the bal.u.s.trade and gazed at the long, blank facade of the house baking in the sun; at the tall, uncurtained windows; at the peac.o.c.k stalking to and fro like a drowsy sentinel.
"You are a beast of a house," she said contemplatively; "and I hate every stone of you!"
She stood up and strolled toward the stables. The stable yard was empty but for the Gordon setter dozing by the pump-trough.
Across from the kitchens came the sound of the servants' voices chattering. Honoria had never made friends with the servants.
She tilted her straw hat further over her eyes, and sauntered up the drive with her hands behind her; through the great gates and out upon the towans. She had started with no particular purpose, and had none in her mind when she came in sight of the Parsonage, and of Humility seated in the doorway with her lace pillow across her knees.
It had been the custom among the women of Beer Village to work in their doorways on sunny afternoons, and Humility followed it.
She looked up smiling. "Taffy is down by the sh.o.r.e, I think."
"I didn't come to look for him. What beautiful work!"
"It comes in handy. Won't you step inside and let me make you a cup of tea?"
"No, I'll sit here and watch you." Humility pulled in her skirts, and Honoria found room on the doorstep beside her. "Please don't stop.
It's wonderful. Now I know where Taffy gets his cleverness."
"You are quite wrong. This is only a knack. All his cleverness comes from his father."
"Oh, books! Of course, Mr. Raymond knows all about books.
He's writing one, isn't he?"
Mrs. Raymond nodded.
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