The Yale expositor., 1910-04-22

where Rosalind and Sister Margaret
talked quietly together. l felt Miss
Pats hand touch mine, and suddenly
there were tears IN her eyes.
Il was wrong! / was most unjust in
what i said to you of her. She was
all tenderness, all gentleness when
she came in this morning" She FUN
bled at her belt and held up a small
cluster of the sweet peas that Rosa
lind had brought from Red Gate.
Il told you so!" / said, trying to
laugh off her contrition. What you
said to me is forgotten, Miss Pat"
And now when everything is set
tied, if she wants 20 marry Gillespie,
let her do it,
But she won't. Haven't told you
that Helen shall never marry him."
l had ordered blackboard, and it
was now announced.
Don't trouble to go upstairs, Aunt
Pat; will bring your things for you"
said Rosalind and Miss Pat turned
upon me with an cir of satisfaction
and pride, as much as to say: you
see how devoted she is to mel"
! wish to acknowledge here my OBJ
legations to Sister Margaret for giving
me the benefit of her care and re-
sourcefulness on that difficult day.
There was no nice detail that she over
looked, no danger that she did not an
ticipate. She sat by Miss Pat on the
long drive, while Rosalind and | chat
h.Ah Va
SO fortunate as To strike the first bat.
talon, and saw IL go into camp on a
bit of open prairie to await the arrival
of the artillery that followed. But at
no time did l lose sight of the odd
business that still lay ahead of me,
nor did / remember with any salts
faction how Helen, somewhere across
woodland and lake, chafed at the de-
layed climax of her plot. The girl at
my side, lovely and gracious as she
was, struck me increasingly as but
tame shadow of that other enc, so like
and so unlike! | marveled that Miss
Pat had not seen it; and in period
of silence on the drive home | think
Rosalind must have guessed my
thought; for / caught her regarding
me with a mischievous smile and she
said. as the others rather too generous
ly sought to ignore us:
You can see now how different
am-how very different"
When / left them at st. Agatha's
with an hour to spare before dinner,
Sister Margaret assured me with her
eyes that there was nothing to fear.
was nervously pacing the long ter
race when / saw my guests approach
ing. ! told the butler to order dinner
at once and went down to meet them.
Miss Pat declared that she never felt
better; and under the excitement of
the hour Sister Margarets eyes
glowed brightly.
AS we sat down in the screened cor
ner of the broad terrace, with the first
grave approach of twilight in the SKY,
and the curved trumpet of the young
moon hanging in the west, it might
have seemed to an onlooker that the
gods of chance had oddly ordered our
little company. Miss Patricia in white
was a picture OF serenity, with the
smile constant about her lips, happy in
her hope for the future. Rosalind,
fresh to these surroundings, showed
clearly her pleasure in the pretty set
ting of the scene, and read into it, in
bright phrases, the delight Of story
book incident.
Let me see," she said, reaectively,
lust who we are: We are the lady of
the castle perilous dining al fresco,
with the abbess, who is also a noble
lady, come across the fields to sit at
meat with her. And you, sir, are a
knight full orgulous, feared in many
lands, and sworn to the defense OF
these ladies'"
"And you"-and Miss Pats eyes
were beautifully kind and gentle, as
she took the cue and turned TO Rosa
lind, you are the well-beloved daugh-
ter of my house. faithful in all service.
in all ways self-forgetful and kind, our
Joy and our pride"
1t may have been the spirit of the
evening that touched us, or only the
light of her countenance and the deep
sincerity of her voice; but ] knew
that tears we're bright in all our eyes
for moment. And then Rosalind
glanced at the western heavens
through the foliage.
There are the stars, Aunt Pat
brighter than ever tonight for your
birthday"
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