The Daredevil Part 7

"You are the good, thoughtful little missionary to the foreigner, Susan. I suppose you wanted to stay at home and tat socks while Bobbie and I dined and wined--not," was the very unappreciative answer that was made to her by that Buzz.

"For always I will be your humble slave, Mademoiselle Susan," was the answer I made into her laughing eyes. "All the evening I will wait in loneliness for the small crumbs of dance that you throw to me."

"That will do, Robert; you don't know how spoiled Susan is and you're making trouble for me. Besides, you haven't seen the baby Belle in war paint yet. Let's go call on her now!" And that Mr. Buzz Clendenning was in a moment ready for making more new friends for me. "Come on, Susan, we can tie Prince Bob on the running board."

"Why, there's Belle at the gate now and--yes--it's Mrs. Whitworth with her. I wonder when she came from New York," said Mademoiselle Susan as we went to meet the guests approaching, I on the one side of her and the Mr. Buzz on the other.

CHAPTER VIII

IN THE DRESS OF MAGNIFICENCE

"The beautiful Madam Whitworth came down upon the same train which I occupied," I said as I remembered to raise from my head my hat by that action on the part of my Mr. Buzz.

"Oh, then you have been presented to L'Aiglon?" said Mr. Buzz to that Madam Whitworth who stood smiling while I was presented to the very lovely girl of great blondness, who both blushed and what is called giggled as I kissed her hand, though in her eyes I found a nice friendliness to me.

"We are old friends who know all about each other, aren't we, Mr.

Robert Carruthers?" and in her gay answer to that Mr. Buzz I detected a challenge as her eyes of blue flowers in snow looked into mine with the keenness of a knife, to detect if I had yet been told aught of her by my Uncle. And in the answering look of friendliness I gave her was concealed also a knife of great keenness, which came from a brain with which I hoped to do to the death that enemy of France. And also I felt my heart spring to the protection of the honor of great Gouverneur Faulkner, who had given me a comrade's salute within a few hours past; and also to the protection of the honor of my house in the person of my Uncle, the General Robert.

"Indeed, I have much joy that I was given the opportunity to know the very beautiful Madam Whitworth at so early a time in my life in America," I made answer to her question in words as I bent also over her hand for a kiss of salutation.

And then I had a great amus.e.m.e.nt at the skill with which that Madam Whitworth brought it to pa.s.s that I walked with her from that gate and left the three new and lovely friends I had made looking after me with affection and regret at my departure.

"Of course, it was horrid of me to s.n.a.t.c.h you like that from those infants, but--I really had the claim to have you for a little time to hear your impressions of Hayesville, now, didn't I?--you boy with eyes as beautiful as a girl's!" she said to me as I walked down the wide street beside her.

"I hope you will always make such claims of me, Madam," I made answer with the great sweetness with which I was determined for the time to keep covered the steel knife.

"I know how to claim--and also to reward," she answered me with a warmth that gave me a great discomfort. "And how did you escape from the General into feminine society on your very first day? Wasn't there work for you at the Capitol? I understand that they are expecting that French Commissioner very soon now." She asked the question with an indifference that I knew to be false.

"I think it is that I am allowed to get my--what you say in English?--land legs," I answered with much unconcern.

"Speaking of that Frenchman who is coming down for the mule contracts, of which by this time you have doubtless heard, I wonder why it is that the Count of La.s.selles, your friend, is sending one of his lieutenants instead of coming himself. Did he say anything of coming down later? I wish he would, for to my mind he is one of your greatest soldiers and I would like to look into his face. That portrait in the _Review_ is one of the most interesting I have almost ever seen.

Is there any chance of his coming down?" And I was of a great curiosity at the anxiety in her face about the movements of my Capitaine, the Count de La.s.selles.

"He told me only that he would go to the grain fields of English Canada, Madam," I answered her by guardedly telling her no more than my words upon that train had revealed to her.

"If he writes to you, you must tell me about it," she said with great friendliness. "I am interested in everything that happens to him."

"I will do that, with thanks for your interest," I answered to her with an air of great devotion. "And behold, is it not the Twin Oaks of my Uncle I see across the street?" I asked as I stopped in front of that fine old home that was now mine.

"Come on down the street to my home and I'll give you a cup of tea,"

she invited me with very evident desire for my company for more questioning.

"I give many thanks, but that is not possible to me, as I must write notes to my Pierre and old Nannette for the evening railroad. I bid you good day, beautiful Madam," and again I bent over her hand in a salutation of departure.

"Then I'll see you again soon," she said and smiled at me as I stood with my hat in my hand as she went away from me down the street.

"_Vive la France_ and Harpeth America!" I said to myself as I ascended the steps, was admitted by the Bonbon and conducted up the stairway to my apartments by good Kizzie, whom I met in the wide hall.

And there ensued an hour of the greatest interest to me as the very good old slave woman led me from one of the rooms in the large house to another, with many stories of great interest. At last we came to that room in which had been deposited my bags and my other equipment for my journey and there we made a very long pause.

"This is your Grandma Carruthers' room, the General's grandma, and she was the high-headedest lady of the whole family. That am her portrait over the mantelshelf. You is jest like her as two peas in the pod and I reckin I'll have to take a stick to you like I did to yo' father when he was most growed up and stole all the fruitcake I had done baked in July fer Christmas," she said with a wide smile of great affection upon her very large mouth.

"I beg that you put under a key that cake, beloved Madam Kizzie," I made answer to her with also a laugh.

"Never was no key to nothing in this house, chile," she answered to me. "I 'lowed to the Gener'l that he had oughter git a lock and key fer this here flowered silk dress in the gla.s.s case on the wall dat de ole Mis' wore at the ball where she met up with Mas' Carruthers, but they do say that she comes back and walks as a ha'nt all dressed in it and these here slippers and stockings and folderols in the carved box on the table here under her picture. Is you 'fraid of ha'nts, honey?"

"I will not be afraid of this beautiful Grandmamma in this dress of so great magnificence, my good Kizzie," I made answer to her with more of courage than I at that moment felt.

"Well, it's only in case of a death in the house that she--Lands alive, am that my cake burning?" With which exclamation the good Kizzie left me to the company of the beautiful Grandmamma.

After having unpacked and nicely put away all of the apparel from my two large bags, the fine Bonbon retired below to answer a summons from good Kizzie, and left me alone for the first time since I had opened my eyes that morning while being whirled in the railway train down into the State of Harpeth. I looked at the hunting watch strapped to my wrist, which I had worn while traveling, and saw that it was after five o'clock, and I felt that I must sleep before dining, if for only a moment.

Thereupon I immediately climbed slowly and awkwardly out of that gray tweed suit of clothes. I did so wonder what could be the best method of releasing one's self from trousers. It is a feat of balance to stand on one foot and remove one portion of the two sides of the trousers, and yet it is an entanglement to drop the two portions upon the floor and attempt to step out of them with the shoes upon your feet. Having succeeded in getting out of them the last night when p.r.o.ne upon the sleeping shelf of the railroad train, without injury to them, I again prostrated myself upon the huge bed in my room and disentangled myself from them while in that position.

After having completely disrobed I took the bath of the temperature of milk that Nannette is accustomed to administer to me, inserted myself in the very lovely 'wedding' garments for sleeping that Mr. G. Slade had so admired, and sank into deep slumber upon the large bed with a silk covering beflowered like the skirt of a lady's dress upon me.

"Well, well, you young sleepyhead, up and into your clothes, sir. We are late for the Capitol now," were the words I heard in what seemed almost the first moment after I had closed my eyes. Behold, my Uncle, the General Robert, fully dressed, stood beside the bed and a morning sun was s.h.i.+ning through the windows. I had slept through a long night like a small child upon the bosom of the bed of my beautiful Grandmamma who smiled down upon me.

"Oh, my Uncle Robert, how much time is it that I have to make my toilet?" I begged of him as I sat up and made a rubbing of my eyes.

"Less than an hour, sir, to get out of that heathenish toggery that the men of your generation have subst.i.tuted for the honest nights.h.i.+rt, into proper garments, and eat your breakfast. I'll call you when I am ready to go."

It was very little more than the hour my Uncle, the General Robert, had given to me, that I consumed in the accomplishment of a very difficult toilet in a suit of very beautiful brown cheviot which the good man in New York from whom I had procured it had said to be for very especial morning wear. To my good Kizzie I gave a great uneasiness that I did not consume the very elaborate meal that resembled a dinner, which she had ready for the Bonbon to serve to me, and desired only a cup of her coffee and two very small pieces of white bread called biscuits.

"All the Carruthers men folks is friends with their food, they is,"

she admonished me.

"At luncheon, my Kizzie, just watch me," I said to her in nice United States words as I departed with my Uncle, the General Robert, to the Capitol of the State of Harpeth, which is a tall building set on an equally tall hill.

I found much business awaiting me in the form of making a correct translation of all of the letters in a very large portfolio, all of which were pertaining to that very tiresome animal, the mule. But I made not very much progress, for a very large number of gentlemen came into the office of my Uncle, the General Robert, and to all of them I must be presented.

In fact, in all of what remained of that entire week, for most of my moments in the Capitol I was having very painful shakes of the hand given to me and receiving a.s.surances of my great resemblance to my honored father.

All of which I did greatly enjoy, but nothing was of so much pleasure to me as the visits I accomplished into the office of that Gouverneur Faulkner with messages of importance from my Uncle, the General Robert.

It was with a very fine and cold smile of friendliness that he at first received me, as I stood with humble attention before his desk upon my first mission to him, but with each message I perceived that the stars in his eyes, so hid beneath his brows, shone upon me with a greater interest.

And in observing the many heavy burdens that pressed upon his strong shoulders until at the close of each day a whiteness was over his very beautiful face, I grew to desire that I could make some little things for him easier. I sought to so do and I discovered that it was possible to beguile many very heavy persons to tell to me what it was they wished to impose upon him.

I took upon a long ride in the car of my Uncle, the General Robert, that Road Commissioner, who was making a trouble for my Gouverneur Faulkner about taking much money from the sum that he desired to be voted for use on the roads of the State of Harpeth, thus making my Gouverneur Faulkner not beloved of the people in the country around the capital city, and when I returned him I had used many beguilements in the way of flattery about the superiority of the roads of America to the roads of all of the world, and had also jolted him to such an extent that he did write a nice letter to my Gouverneur Faulkner asking that that money be not voted less but even more, so as to "beat out the world with the roads of Harpeth."

"Good boy," was the reward that I got from my Gouverneur Faulkner for that feat, and a smile that was of such a loveliness that it lasted me all of the day.

Also I made a hard work for myself in saving that Gouverneur Faulkner by much flattery from a large lady who was anxious that he sign a paper by which all women might vote that no more whiskey for mint julep should exist. I very willingly put the name of Mr. Robert Carruthers to the paper, for I do not like those juleps, and I persuaded the nice large lady that she go in that car of my Uncle, the General Robert, with me away from the proximity to my chief, the Gouverneur Faulkner, to a place in the city where we could drink that ice cream soda water that I do so love.