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"You need not be so snippy," said Agnes, in some heat. "If Tom Jonah had actually been put into that awful gas chamber they tell about--"
"They don't do such things until it is positive that n.o.body will claim the dog--unless he really is afflicted with rabies," Ruth said. "I'm surprised at Aunt Sarah."
"You needn't be, young lady," said Miss Maltby. "You needn't be surprised at anything I may do. I have long known that I belonged to a family of crazy people, and now I guess I've proved myself as crazy as any of you."
However, they could laugh at it after a while. And they did not begrudge any trouble to save poor old Tom Jonah from inconvenience. While the children were away at school thereafter they were careful to put the old dog on a long leash in a shady corner of the yard.
After all, Tom Jonah had been a vagabond for a good part of his life, and old as he was sometimes the spirit of what Agnes called "the wanderl.u.s.t" (she was just beginning German) came over him and he would go away to visit friends for two or three days at a time.
"He'll go visiting no more at present," Ruth said with decision.
However, other plans for visiting progressed. Aunt Sarah and Mrs.
MacCall proceeded to carry out their conspiracy. The suggestion was made at just the right time, and in the right way, for Cecile and Luke to be invited to the old Corner House for a week-end party, and the party itself was planned.
So it came to pa.s.s that Cecile Shepard wrote her brother Luke that very next week:
"I suppose, Luke dear, you have received your invitation to Ruth's party. Of course, dear boy, we must both go. I would not disappoint or offend her for the world--nor must you. Buck up, old pal! This is a hard row to hoe, but I guess you'll have to hoe it alone. I can only sit on the fence and root for you.
"Aunt Lorena declares the world is coming to an end. Neighbor sent Samri over to the house to ask Auntie what Ruth's last name was and how to find her. He was so mad with you that night you told him, he evidently did not catch her name. And then, Aunt Lorena says, the very next morning Neighbor started out and was gone all day.
"He could not have gone to see Ruth. Of course not! Certain sure if he had, I should have heard of it from either Ruth herself or from Agnes. But he _might_ have gone to Milton to make inquiries about her.
"However, I am afraid whatever he did that day he was away, it did not please him. He returned about dark, blew up Samri in the yard for some little thing, rampaged around in his most awful way, and finally, Aunt Lorena says, she could hear him scolding the butler all through dinner and half the evening. Then, she believes, the poor old j.a.p crept into the toolshed to spend the rest of the night out of sound of his master's voice."
Luke would certainly not have gone to Milton and to the Corner House at this time save that he, like his sister, could not offend those who had been so kind to him there. And he was hungry for a sight of Ruth!
Seeing her, he feared, would not aid him to be manly and put his desires aside while he fought his way through college. He knew that Neighbor would do exactly what he had said. Never could he look to the old gentleman for a friendly word, or a bit of help over a hard financial place again. As Mr. Henry Northrup was so fond of saying, he always said what he meant and meant what he said!
The party was to be on Sat.u.r.day evening, and the Friday when the Shepards had promised to arrive at the Corner House came, and Luke and Cecile went their separate ways to Milton by train. As he had not sent word by just what train he would arrive the young man did not expect anybody to meet him. He walked up from the station with his suitcase and came in sight of the old Corner House without being spied by anybody on the premises.
A wintry wind was blowing, and the great shade trees about the house were almost bare of leaves. Yet the Stower homestead could never look anything but cheerful and homelike. Luke quickened his pace as he approached the gate. There was somebody inside that old house, he was quite sure, whom he longed desperately to see.
He opened the gate and swung up the walk to the door. Bounding up the steps he reached forth his hand to touch the annunciator b.u.t.ton when he caught sight of something standing on the porch beside the door--something that brought a gasp of amazement from his lips and actually caused him to turn pale.
CHAPTER XXV
LOOKING AHEAD
Ruth had become quite excited over the prospect of the coming party. Of course, not as excited as Agnes, but sufficiently so to become more like her oldtime self.
She went about with a smile on her lips and a gleam in her eyes that had been missing of late. Agnes hinted that she must have some particular reason for being so "chipper."
"Somebody's coming you like, Ruthie Kenway!" the next oldest sister declared.
For once Ruth did not deny the accusation. She merely blushed faintly and said nothing.
Friday afternoon was a particularly busy time for Ruth. She found some things had been forgotten and she went down town to attend to them. She walked, and in coming back, hastening up Main Street, at the corner of the avenue that gave a glimpse of the railroad station, she came face to face with the queer old gentleman of the green umbrella!
"Ha!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed the old man, stopping abruptly. "So! I find you at last, do I?"
"Ye-yes, sir," stammered Ruth.
To tell the truth, he looked so fierce, he had such a hawklike eye, and he spoke so harshly that he fairly frightened the oldest Corner House girl. She felt as though he must think she had been hiding from him purposely.
"I was in your town here once before looking for you. You were not to be found," he said.
"Ye-yes, sir," admitted Ruth. "I guess I was out that day."
"Out? I didn't know where to hunt for you," growled the old man, shaking the green umbrella and looking as fierce, Ruth thought, as though he might like to shake her in the same way.
"Ye-yes, sir," she stammered.
"Don't say that again!" roared the stranger. "Speak sensibly. Or are you as big a fool as most other females!"
At that Ruth grew rather piqued. She regained her self-possession and began to study the old man.
"I'm not sure how foolish you consider all women to be, sir," she said.
"Perhaps I am merely an average girl."
"No. I'll be bound you've more sense than some," he grumbled. "Otherwise you wouldn't have pulled me back from that train. I'd have been run over like enough."
"I'm glad you think I helped you," said Ruth simply.
"Heh? What are you glad for?"
"Because I like to have people feel grateful to me and like me,"
confessed Ruth frankly.
"Hey-day!" exclaimed the old gentleman. "Here's plainness of speech. I suppose you think I am rich and that I have come to reward you?"
"I thought you had come to thank me, not insult me," the girl said, with dignity. "You cannot give me money."
"You are a wealthy girl, then?"
"We have all the money we shall ever need," said Ruth. "It really does not matter, does it, sir? If you have thanked me sufficiently, I will go on."
"Hoity-toity!" he snarled. "You are one of these very smart modern girls, I see. And wealthy, too? Where do you live?"
"I am going home now, sir. You know where I live," said Ruth in surprise.
"Heh? I'll go with you. I want to talk with your folks."
"I really do not understand your object. I have no parents, sir," said Ruth, a little angry by this time. "If you wish to see our lawyer--"
"Haven't you anybody?"