dignity had perversely moved me to be more flippant than I
actually felt;
and I promised myself that a more chastened tone should
forthwith redeem
me from the false position I had got into.
"My dear," said Mrs. Gregory to Mrs. Weguelin, "we must ask him to excuse
our provincialism."
For the second time I was not
wholly dexterous. "But I like it so much!"
I exclaimed; and both ladies laughed frankly.
Mrs. Gregory brought in a fable. "You'll find us all 'country mice'
here."
This time I was happy. "At least, then, there'll be no cat!" And this
caused us all to make little bows.
But the word "cat" fell into our talk as does a drop of some acid into a
chemical
solution,
instantly changing the whole to an
unexpected new
color. The
unexpected new color was, in this
instance, merely what had
been latently lurking in the fluid of our
consciousness all through and
now it suddenly came out.
Mrs. Gregory stared over the parapet at the harbor. "I wonder if anybody
has visited that steam yacht?"
"The Hermana?" I said. "She's
waiting, I believe, for her owner, who is
enjoying himself very much on land." It was a strong
temptation to add,
"enjoying himself with the cat," but I resisted it.
"Oh!" said Mrs. Gregory. "Possibly a friend of yours?"
"Even his name is unknown to me. But I gather that he may be coming to
Kings Port--to attend Mr. John Mayrant's
wedding next Wednesday week."
I hadn't gathered this; but one is at times
driven to improvising. I
wished so much to know if Juno was right about the
engagement being
broken, and I looked hard at the ladies as my words fairly grazed the
"cat." This time I expected them to
consult each other's expressions, and
such, indeed, was their immediate proceeding.
"The Wednesday following, you mean," Mrs. Weguelin corrected.
"Postponed again? Dear me!"
Mrs. Gregory spoke this time. "General Rieppe. Less well again, it
seems."
It would be like Juno to
magnify a delay into a rupture. Then I had a
hilarious thought, which I
instantly put to the ladies. "If the poor Gen-
eral were to die completely, would the
wedding be postponed completely?"
"There would not be the slightest chance of that," Mrs. Gregory declared.
And then she
pronounced a
sentence that was truly oracular: "She's coming
at once to see for herself."
To which Mrs. Weguelin added with deeper
condemnation than she had so far
employed at all: "There is a rumor that she is
actually coming in an
automobile."
My silence upon these two remarks was the silence of great and sudden
interest; but it led Mrs. Weguelin St. Michael to do my perceptions a
slight
injustice, and she had no
intention that I should miss the quality
of her opinion
regarding the
vehicle in which Hortense was reported to be
travelling.
"Miss Rieppe has the
extraordinary taste to come here in an automobile,"
said Mrs. Weguelin St. Michael, with deepened severity.
Though I understood quite well, without this emphasizing, that the little
lady would, with her unbending traditions, probably think it more re-
spectable to approach Kings Port in a wheelbarrow, I was absorbed by the
vague but
copiousimport of Mrs. Gregory's
announcement. The oracles,
moreover, continued.
"But she is
undoubtedly very clever to come and see for herself," was
Mrs. Weguelin's next comment.
Mrs. Gregory's face, as she replied to her
companion, took on a
censorious and superior expression. "You'll remember, Julia, that I told
Josephine St. Michael it was what they had to expect."
"But it was not Josephine, my dear, who at any time approved of taking
such a course. It was Eliza's whole doing."
It was fairly raining oracles round me, and they quite resembled, for all
the help and light they contained, their Delphic predecessors.
"And yet Eliza," said Mrs. Gregory, "in the face of it, this very
morning,
repeated her
eternalassertion that we shall all see the
marriage will not take place."
"Eliza," murmured Mrs. Weguelin, "rates few things more highly than her
own judgment."
Mrs. Gregory mused. "Yet she is often right when she has no right to be
right."
I could not bear it any longer, and I said, "I heard to-day that Miss