He must 'a' come last night, an' Lord only knows how he ever
got in, for nothing was left open an' yet he's there."
Joshua made no comment.
"I wonder what he came for?"
Joshua made no comment.
"I wonder how long he'll stay?"
Still Joshua made no comment.
"Joshua Whittlesey, before you get your breakfast, you're the meanest man
I ever saw, and I'll swear to that anywhere."
"Why don't you get me my breakfast then?" said Joshua calmly; and the
effect of his speech and his demeanor was to cause Lucinda to turn and
leave him at once--too outraged to address another word to him.
Aunt Mary herself did not awake until ten o'clock. She rang her bell
vigorously then and Janice flew to its answering.
"I dreamed of Jack," said the old lady, looking up with a smile. "I
dreamed we was each ridin' on camels in a merry-go-round."
Janice smiled too, and then set briskly to work to put the room in order
and arrange its occupant for the day.
"Did there come any mail?" Aunt Mary inquired, when her coiffure was made
and her dressing-gown adjusted. "I feel jus' like I might hear from Jack.
Seems as if I sort of can't think of anythin' but him."
"I'll go and see," said Janice pleasantly, and she went to the dining room
where the Reformed Prodigal sat reading the newspaper with his feet on the
table--an action which convinced Lucinda that he had not reformed so very
much after all.
"Suppose you go to her--instead of me," suggested the maid, pausing before
the reader and usurping all the attention to which the paper should have
laid claim.
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