Every Soul Hath Its Song Part 8
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"What time they call for the trunks, Miriam?"
"For goodness' sakes, mamma, didn't I tell you exactly ten times that's all been attended to! Yesterday Irving went direct to the transfer office with me."
"I ain't so sure of nothing what I don't attend to myself. Ray, get up!"
The sun rose over the roofs of the city, gilding them. At seven o'clock the household was astir, strapping, nailing, folding, and unfolding. Mr.
Binsw.a.n.ger stooped with difficulty over his wicker traveling-bag.
"So! Na!"
In the act of adjusting her perky new hat Miriam flung out an intercepting hand. "Oh, papa, you mustn't put in that old flannel house-coat. That's not fit to wear anywhere but at home. And, papa, papa, you just mustn't take along that old black skull-cap; you'll be laughing-stock! Papa, please!"
He flung her off. "In my house and out of my house what I want to wear I wear. If in Naples them Eyetalians don't like what I wear, then--"
"_Italians_, papa; how many times have I told you to say it _Italians_?"
"When they don't like what I wear over there, right away they should lump it."
"Papa, please!"
From the room adjoining Mrs. Binsw.a.n.ger leaned a crumpled coiffure through the frame of the open door: "Simon, I got here that red woolen unders.h.i.+rt. I want you should put it on before we start."
"Na, na, mamma, I--"
"Right away Mrs. Berkovitz says it will keep the salt air away from your rheumatism. That's what I need yet, you should _grex_ from the start with your backache. Ray, take this in to your papa. Fooling with that new camera she stands all morning, when she should help a little. Look, Miriam, you think that in here I got the express checks safe?"
"Yes, mamma."
At ten o'clock, with the last bolt sprung and the last baggage departed, Mrs. Binsw.a.n.ger fell to the task of fitting gold links in her husband's adjustable cuffs, polis.h.i.+ng his various pairs of spectacles, inserting various handkerchiefs in adjacent and expeditious pockets of his clothing.
"Simon, I want you should go in and dress now. All your things is laid right out on the bed for you."
"Mamma, you and papa don't need to begin to dress already. None of you need to leave the house until about two, and it's only ten now. Just think, from now until two o'clock you got to get ready in, mamma."
"When I travel I don't take no chances."
Miriam worked eager fingers into her new, dark-blue kid gloves. She was dark and trig in a little belted jacket, a gold quill s.h.i.+mmering at a c.o.c.ky angle on the new blue-straw hat.
"To be on the safe side, mamma, I'm going right now to meet Irving, so we can sure have lunch and be at the boat by two."
"Not one minute later, Miriam!"
"Not one minute, mamma. Don't forget, Ray, you promised to bring my field-gla.s.s for me. Be in the state-room all of you where Irving and I can find you easy. There's always a big crowd at sailing. Don't get excited, mamma. Ray, be sure and fix papa's cuffs so the red flannel don't show. Good-by. Don't get excited, mamma!"
"Miriam, you got on the asafetidy-bag?"
"Yes, mamma."
"Miriam, you don't be one minute later as two--"
"No, mamma."
"Miriam, you--"
"Good-by!"
Over a luncheon that lay cold and unrelished between them Irving Shapiro leaned to Miriam Binsw.a.n.ger, his voice competing with the five-piece orchestra and noonday blather of the Oriental Cafe.
"I just can't get it in my head, somehow, Miriam, that to-morrow this time you'll be out on the sea."
"Me neither."
"I just never had two weeks fly like these since we got acquainted."
"Me--me neither."
Music like great laughter rose over the slip-up in her voice.
"You going to write to me, Miriam?"
"Yes, Irving."
"Often?"
"Yes, Irving."
"You're not going to forget me over there, are you, when you get to meeting all those counts and big fellows?"
"Oh, Irving!"
"You're not going to clean forget me then, are you, Miriam, and the great times we've had together, and the days in the woods, and the singing, and--"
"Oh, Irving, don't. I--Please--"
She laid her fork across her untouched plate and turned her face from him. Tears rose to choke her, and, tighten her throat against them as she would, one rose to the surface and ricocheted down her cheek.
"Why, Miriam!"
"It's nothing, Irving, only--only let's get out of here. I don't want any lunch, I just don't."
"Miriam, that's the way I feel, too. I--I just can't bear to have you go!"
"You--We can't talk like that, Irving."
"I tell you, Miriam, I just can't bear it!"
"I--I--oh--"
Every Soul Hath Its Song Part 8
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