me a certain
impatience which I might
otherwise have missed in those last
words of hers. From Charley it brought out, I feel quite sure, the speech
which (in some form) she had been expecting from him as her confederate
in this
unwelcome and inopportune
interview with me, and which his less
highly schooled perceptions had not suggested to him until prompted by
her.
"I should have been very glad to include you in our
launch party if I had
known you were coming here to-day," lied little Charley.
"Thank you so much!" I murmured; and I fancy that after this Hortense
hated me worse than ever. Well, why should I play her game? If anybody
had any claim upon me, was it she? I would get as much
diversion as I
could from this encounter.
Hortense had looked at Charley when she spoke for my benefit, and it now
pleased me very much to look at him when I spoke for hers.
"I could almost give up the gardens for the sake of returning with you,"
I said to him.
This was most successful in producing a
perceptible silence before
Hortense said, "Do come."
I wanted to say to her, "You are quite splendid--as splendid as you look,
through and through! You wouldn't have run away from any battle of
Chattanooga!" But what I did say was, "These flowers here will fade, but
may I not hope to see you again in Kings Port?"
She was looking at me with eyes half closed; half closed for the sake of
insolence--and better
observation; when eyes like that take on
drowsiness, you will be wise to leave all your secrets behind you, locked
up in the bank, or else toss them right down on the open table. Well, I
tossed mine down,
thereto precipitated by a
warning from the stranger in
the
launch:--
"We shall need all the tide we can get."
"I'm sure you'd be glad to know," I then said immediately (to Charley, of
course), "that Miss La Heu, whose dog you killed, is back at her work as
usual this morning."
"Thank you," returned Charley. "If there could be any chance for me to
replace--"
"Miss La Heu is her name?" inquired Hortense. "I did not catch it
yesterday. She works, you say?"
"At the Woman's Exchange. She bakes cakes for weddings--among her other
activities."
"So interesting!" said Hortense; and bowing to me, she allowed the
spellbound Charley to help her down into the
launch.
Each step of the few that she had to take was upon unsteady
footing, and
each was taken with slow
security and grace, and with a
mastery of her
skirts so complete that they seemed to do it of themselves, falling and
folding in the soft,
delicate curves of discretion.
For the sake of not
seeming too curious about this party, I turned from
watching it before the
launch had begun to move, and it was immediately
hidden from me by the bank, so that I did not see it get away. As I
crossed an open space toward the gardens I found myself far behind the
other
pilgrims, whose wandering bands I could half
discern among winding
walks and bordering bushes. I was soon taken into somewhat reprimanding
charge by an
admirable, if important, negro, who sighted me from a door
beneath the porch of the house, and
advanced upon me
speedily. From him I
learned at once the rule of the place, that strangers were not allowed to
"go loose," as he expressed it; and recognizing the perfect
propriety of
this
restriction, I was
humble, and even went so far as to put myself
right with him by quite ample purchases of the beautiful flowers that he
had for sale; some of these would be excellent for the up-country bride,
who certainly ought to have
repentance from me in some form for my
silence as we had come up the river: the
scenery had caused me most
ungallantly to forget her.
My rule-breaking turned out all to my
advantage. The
admirable and
important negro was so pacified by my
liberalamends that he not only
placed the flowers which I had bought in a
bucket of water to wait in