第2章

\"Why,Mr.Cyril,don’tyousee?Spunkistryingtosay’Howdoyoudo’?\"

\"Verylikely;butI’mnotfondofcats,MissBilly.\"

\"You’renotfond——of——cats!\"repeatedthegirl,asifshecouldnothaveheardaright.\"Whynot?\"

Cyrilchangedhisposition.

\"Why,justbecauseI——I’mnot,\"heretortedlamely.\"Isn’tthereanythingthat——thatyoudon’tlike?\"

Billyconsidered.

\"Why,notthatIknowof,\"shebegan,afteramoment,\"onlyrainydaysand——tripe.AndSpunkisn’tabitlikethose.\"

Bertramchuckled,andevenCyrilsmiled——thoughunwillingly.

\"Allthesame,\"hereiterated,\"Idon’tlikecats.\"

\"Oh,I’msosorry,\"lamentedBilly;andatthegrievedhurtinherdarkeyesBertramcamepromptlytotherescue.

\"Nevermind,MissBilly.CyrilisonlyONEofus,andthereisalltherestoftheStratabesides.\"

\"The——what?\"

\"TheStrata.Youdon’tknow,ofcourse,butlisten,andI’lltellyou.\"Andhelaunchedgailyforthintohisfavoritestory.

Billywasdulyamusedandinterested.Shelaughedandclappedherhands,andwhenthestorywasdonesheclappedthemagain.

\"Oh,whatafunnyhouse!AndhowperfectlylovelythatI’mgoingtoliveinit,\"shecried.ThenstraightatMrs.Hartwellshehurledabombshell.\"Butwhereisyourstratum?\"shedemanded.

\"Mr.Bertramdidn’tmentionathingaboutyou!\"

Cyrilsaidasharpwordunderhisbreath.Bertramchokedoveracough.KatethrewintoWilliam’seyesalookthatwasatonceangry,accusing,anddespairing.ThenWilliamspoke.

\"Er——she——itisn’tanywhere,mydear,\"hestammered;\"orrather,itisn’there.KatelivesupontheAvenue,yousee,andisonlyherefor——foradayortwo——justnow.\"

\"Oh!\"murmuredBilly.AndtherewasnotoneintheroomatthatmomentwhodidnotblessSpunk——forSpunksuddenlyleapedtothetablebeforehim;andintheensuingconfusionhismistressquiteforgottoquestionfurtherconcerningMrs.Hartwell’sstratum.

Dinnerover,thethreemen,withtheirsisterandBilly,trailedup—stairstothedrawing—rooms.Billytoldthem,then,ofherlifeatHampdenFalls.ShecriedalittleatthementionofAuntElla;

andsheportrayedveryvividlythelonelylifefromwhichsheherselfhadsogladlyescaped.Shesoonhadeveryonelaughing,evenCyril,overherstoriesofthelawyer’shomethatmighthavebeenhers,withitsgloomanditshushanditssocketedchairs.

Assoonaspossible,however,Mrs.Hartwell,withamurmured\"I

knowyoumustbetired,Billy,\"suggestedthatthegirlgoup—

stairstoherroom.\"Come,\"sheadded,\"Iwillshowyoutheway.\"

Therewassomedelay,eventhen,forSpunkhadtobeprovidedwithsleepingquarters;anditwasnotwithoutsomehesitationthatBillyfinallyplacedthekitteninthereluctanthandsofPete,whohadbeenhastilysummoned.ThensheturnedandfollowedMrs.

Hartwellup—stairs.

Itseemedtothethreemeninthedrawing—roomthatalmostimmediatelycamethepiercingshriek,andtheexcitedvoiceoftheirsisterinexpostulation.Withoutwaitingformoretheyleapedtothestairwayandhurriedup,twostepsatatime.

\"Forheaven’ssake,Kate,whatisit?\"pantedWilliam,whohadbeenoutdistancedbyhismoreagilebrothers.

Katewasonherfeet,herfacethepictureofdistressedamazement.

InthelowchairbythewindowBillysatwhereshehadflungherself,herhandsoverherface.Hershoulderswereshaking,andfromherthroatcamechokinglittlecries.

\"Idon’tknow,\"quaveredKate.\"Ihaven’ttheleastidea.Shewasallrighttillshegotup—stairshere,andIturnedonthelights.

Thenshegaveoneshriekand——youknowallIknow.\"

Williamadvancedhurriedly.

\"Billy,whatisthematter?Whatareyoucryingfor?\"hedemanded.

Billydroppedherhandsthen,andtheysawherface.Shewasnotcrying.Shewaslaughing.Shewaslaughingsoshecouldscarcelyspeak.

\"Oh,youdid,youdid!\"shegurgled.\"Ithoughtyoudid,andnowI

know!\"

\"Didwhat?Whatdoyoumean?\"William’susuallygentlevoicewassharp.EvenWilliam’snerveswerebeginningtofeelthestrainofthelastfewhours.

\"ThoughtIwasa——b—boy!\"chokedBilly.\"Youcalledme’he’onceinthestation——Ithoughtyoudid;butIwasn’tsure——nottillI

sawthisroom.ButnowIknow——Iknow!\"Andoffshewentintoanotherhystericalgaleoflaughter——Billy’snerves,too,werebeginningtorespondtotheexcitementofthelastfewhours.

Astothethreemenandthewoman,theystoodsilent,helpless,lookingintoeachother’sfaceswithdespairingeyes.

InamomentBillywasonherfeet,flutteringabouttheroom,touchingthisthing,lookingatthat.Nothingescapedher.

\"I’mtofish——andshoot——andfence!\"shecrowed.\"And,oh!——lookatthoseknives!U—ugh!And,my!whatarethese?\"shecried,pouncingontheIndianclubs.\"Andlookatthespiders!

Dear,dear,IAMgladthey’redead,anyhow,\"sheshudderedwithanervouslaughthatwasalmostasob.

SomethinginBilly’svoicestirredMrs.Hartwelltosuddenaction.

\"Come,come,thiswillneverdo,\"sheprotestedauthoritatively,motioningherbrotherstoleavetheroom.\"Billyisquitetiredout,andneedsrest.Shemustn’ttalkanotherbitto—night.\"

\"Ofc—coursenot,\"stammeredWilliam.Andonlytoogladofanexcusetowithdrawfromaveryembarrassingsituation,thethreemencalledbackafalteringgood—night,andprecipitatelyfleddown—stairs.

CHAPTERIX

AFAMILYCONCLAVE

\"Well,William,\"greetedKate,grimly,whenshecameintothedrawing—room,afterputtingherchargetobed,\"haveyouhadenough,now?\"

\"’Enough’!Whatdoyoumean?\"

Kateraisedhereyebrows.

\"Why,surely,you’renotthinkingNOWthatyoucankeepthisgirlhere;areyou?\"

\"Idon’tknowwhynot.\"

\"William!\"

\"Well,whereshallshego?Willyoutakeher?\"

\"I?Certainlynot,\"declaredKate,withdecision.\"I’msureIseenoreasonwhyIshould.\"

\"NomoredoIseewhyWilliamshould,either,\"cutinCyril.

\"Oh,come,what’stheuse,\"interposedBertram.\"Letherstay.

She’sanicelittlething,I’msure.\"

CyrilandKateturnedsharply.

\"Bertram!\"Thecrywasaduetofangryamazement.ThenKateadded:\"Itseemsthatyou,too,havecomeundertheswayofdarkeyes,pinkcheeks,andanunknownquantityofcurlyhair!\"

Bertramlaughed.

\"Oh,well,shewouldbeniceto——er——paint,\"hemurmured.

\"Seehere,children,\"demurredWilliam,alittlesternly,\"allthisiswastingtime.Thereisnowayoutofit.Iwouldn’tbeseenturningthathomelesschildawaynow.Wemustkeepher;that’ssettled.Thequestionis,howshallitbedone?Wemusthavesomewomanfriendheretobehercompanion,ofcourse;butwhomshallweget?\"

Katesighed,andlookedherdismay.BertramthrewaglanceintoCyril’seyes,andmadeanexpressivegesture.

\"Yousee,\"itseemedtosay.\"Itoldyouhowitwouldbe!\"

\"Nowwhomshallweget?\"questionedWilliamagain.\"Wemustthink.\"

UnattachedgentlewomenofsuitableageanddesirabletemperdidnotprovetobesonumerousamongtheHenshaws’acquaintances,however,astomaketheselectionofachaperonveryeasy.Severalwerethoughtofandsuggested;butineachcasethecandidatewasfoundtopossessoneormorecharacteristicsthatmadetheideaofherpresenceutterlyabhorrenttosomeoneofthebrothers.AtlastWilliamexpostulated:

\"Seehere,boys,wearen’tanynearerasettlementthanwewereinthefirstplace.Thereisn’tanywoman,ofcourse,whowouldexactlysuitallofus;andsoweshalljusthavetobewillingtotakesomeonewhodoesn’t.\"

\"Thetroubleis,\"explainedBertram,airily,\"wewantsomeonewhowillbeinvisibletoeveryoneexcepttheworldandBilly,andwhowillbeinaudiblealways.\"

\"Idon’tknowbutyouareright,\"sighedWilliam.\"ButsupposewesettleonAuntHannah.Sheseemstobetheleastobjectionableofthelot,andIthinkshe’dcome.She’saloneintheworld,andI

believethecomfortableroominessofthishousewouldbeverygratefultoheraftertheinconvenienceofherstuffylittleroomoverattheBackBay.\"

\"Youbetitwould!\"murmuredBertram,feelingly;butWilliamdidnotappeartohearhim.

\"She’samiable,fairlysensible,andalwaysalady,\"hewenton;

\"andto—morrowmorningIbelieveI’llrunoverandseeifshecan’tcomerightaway.\"

\"AndmayIaskwhich——er——stratumshe——they——willoccupy?\"smiledBertram.

\"Youmayask,butI’mafraidyouwon’tfindoutverysoon,\"

retortedWilliam,dryly,\"ifwetakeaslongtodecidethatmatteraswehavetherestofit.\"

\"Er——Cyrilhasthemost——UNOCCUPIEDspace,\"volunteeredBertram,cheerfully.

\"Indeed!\"retaliatedCyril.\"Supposeyouletmespeakformyself!

Ofcourse,sofarastruckisconcerned,I’mnotinitwithyouandWill.ButasfortheUSEIputmyroomsto——!Besides,IalreadyhavePetethere,andwouldhaveDongLingprobably,ifheslepthere.However,ifyouwantanyofmyrooms,don’tletmypettywantsandwishesinterfere——\"

\"No,no,\"interruptedWilliam,inquickconciliation.\"Wedon’twantyourrooms,Cyril.AuntHannahabhorsstairs.OfcourseI

mightmove,Isuppose.Myroomsareoneflightless;butifIonlydidn’thavesomanythings!\"

\"Oh,youmen!\"shruggedKate,wearily.\"Whydon’tyouaskmyopinionsometimes?Itseemstomethatinthiscaseawoman’switmightbeofsomehelp!\"

\"Allright,goahead!\"noddedWilliam.

Kateleanedforwardeagerly——Katelovedto\"manage.\"

\"Goeasy,now,\"cautionedBertram,warily.\"Youknowastrata,evenoneassolidasours,won’tstandtoomuchofanearthquake!\"

\"Itisn’tanearthquakeatall,\"sniffedKate.\"It’saverysensiblemoveallaround.Herearethesetwogreatdrawing—rooms,thelibrary,andthelittlereception—roomacrossthehall,andnotoneofthemiseverusedbutthis.Ofcoursethewomenwouldn’tliketosleepdownhere,butwhydon’tyou,Bertram,takethebackdrawing—room,thelibrary,andthelittlereception—roomforyours,andleavethewholeofthesecondfloorforBillyandAuntHannah?\"

\"Goodforyou,Kate,\"criedBertram,appreciatively.\"You’vehititsquareonthehead,andwe’lldoit.I’llmoveto—morrow.Thelightdownhereisjustasgoodasitisup—stairs——ifyouletitin!\"

\"Thankyou,Bertram,andyou,too,Kate,\"breathedWilliam,fervently.\"Now,ifyoudon’tmind,IbelieveI’llgotobed.I

amtired!\"

CHAPTERX

AUNTHANNAH

AssoonaspossibleafterbreakfastWilliamwenttoseeAuntHannah.

HannahStetsonwasnotreallyWilliam’saunt,thoughshehadbeencalledAuntHannahforyears.Shewasthewidowofadistantcousin,andshelivedinasnuglittleroominaBackBayboarding—

house.Shewasaslender,white—hairedwomanwithkindblueeyes,andalovablesmile.Hercheekswerestillfaintlypink,andherfinesilver—whitehairbrokeintolittlekinksandcurlsaboutherears.AccordingtoBertramshealwaysmadeonethinkof\"lavenderandoldlace.\"

ShewelcomedWilliamcordiallythismorning,thoughwithfaintsurpriseinhereyes.

\"Yes,IknowI’manearlycaller,andanunexpectedone,\"beganWilliam,hurriedly.\"AndIshallhavetoplungestraightintothematter,too,forthereisn’ttimetopreamble.I’vetakenaneighteen—year—oldgirltobringup,AuntHannah,andIwantyoutocomedownandlivewithustochaperonher.\"

\"Mygriefandconscience,WILLIAM!\"gaspedthelittlewoman,agitatedly.

\"Yes,yes,Iknow,AuntHannah,everythingyouwouldsayifyoucould.Butpleaseskipthehysterics.We’veallhadthem,andKatehasalreadyusedeverypossibleadjectivethatyoucouldthinkup.Nowit’sjustthis.\"AndhehurriedlygaveMrs.Stetsonafullaccountofthecase,andtoldherplainlywhathehopedandexpectedthatshewoulddoforhim.

\"Why,yes,ofcourse——I’llcome,\"acquiescedthelady,alittlebreathlessly,\"if——ifyouaresureyou’regoingto——keepher.\"

\"Good!AndrememberIsaid’now,’please——thatIwantedyoutocomerightaway,to—day.OfcourseKatecan’tstay.Justgetinhalfadozenwomentohelpyoupack,andcome.\"

\"Halfadozenwomeninthatlittleroom,William——impossible!\"

\"Well,Ionlymeanttogetenoughsoyoucouldcomerightoffthismorning.\"

\"ButIdon’tneedthem,William.Thereareonlymyclothesandbooks,andsuchthings.YouknowitisaFURNISHEDroom.\"

\"Allright,allright,AuntHannah.Iwantedtomakesureyouhurried,that’sall.Yousee,Idon’twantBillytosuspectjusthowmuchshe’supsettingus.I’veaskedKatetotakeherovertoherhousefortheday,whileBertramismovingdown—stairs,andwhilewe’regettingyousettled.I——Ithinkyou’lllikeitthere,AuntHannah,\"addedWilliam,anxiously.\"OfcourseBilly’sgotSpunk,but——\"hehesitated,andsmiledalittle.

\"Gotwhat?\"falteredtheother.

\"Spunk.Oh,Idon’tmeanTHATkind,\"laughedWilliam,inanswertothedismayedexpressiononhisaunt’sface.\"Spunkisacat.\"

\"Acat!——butsuchaname,William!I——Ithinkwe’llchangethat.\"

\"Eh?Oh,youdo,\"murmuredWilliam,withacurioussmile.\"Verywell;bethatasitmay.Anyhow,you’recoming,andweshallwantyouallsettledbydinnertime,\"hefinished,ashepickeduphishattogo.

WithKate,BillyspentthelongdayverycontentedlyinKate’sbeautifulCommonwealthAvenuehome.Thetwoboys,Paul,twelveyearsold,andEgbert,eight,werealittleshy,itistrue,andnotreallyofmuchuseascompanions;buttherewasalittleKate,fouryearsold,whoprovedtobewonderfullyentertaining.

Billywasnotmuchusedtochildren,andshefoundthisfour—year—

oldatomofhumanitytobeagreatsourceofinterestandamusement.SheeventoldMrs.HartwellatpartingthatlittleKatewasalmostasniceasSpunk——whichremark,oddlyenough,didnotappeartopleaseMrs.HartwelltotheextentthatBillythoughtthatitwould.

AttheBeaconStreethouseBillywaspresentedatoncetoMrs.

Stetson.

\"Andyouaretocallme’AuntHannah,’mydear,\"saidthelittlewoman,graciously,\"justastheboysdo.\"

\"Thankyou,\"dimpledBilly,\"andyoudon’tknow,AuntHannah,howgooditseemstometocomeintosomanyrelatives,allatonce!\"

Upongoingup—stairsBillyfoundherroomsomewhatchanged.Itwasfarlesswarlike,andthecaseofspidershadbeentakenaway.

\"Andthiswillbeyourstratum,youknow,\"announcedBertramfromthestairway,\"yoursandAuntHannah’s.You’retohavethiswholefloor.WillandCyrilareabove,andI’mdown—stairs.\"

\"Youare?Why,Ithoughtyou——were——here.\"Billy’sfacewaspuzzled.

\"Here?Oh,well,Ididhave——somethingshere,\"heretortedairily;\"butItookthemallawayto—day.Yousee,mystratumisdown—stairs,anditdoesn’tdotomixthelayers.Bytheway,youhaven’tbeenup—stairsyet;haveyou?Comeon,andI’llshowyou——

andyou,too,AuntHannah.\"

Billyclappedherhands;butAuntHannahshookherhead.

\"I’llleavethatforyoungerfeetthanmine,\"shesaid;addingwhimsically:\"It’sbestsometimesthatonedoesn’ttrytosteptoofaroffone’sownlevel,youknow.\"

\"Allright,\"laughedtheman.\"Comeon,MissBilly.\"

Onthedoorattheheadofthestairshetappedtwice,lightly.

\"Well,Pete,\"calledCyril’svoice,nonetoocordially.

\"Pete,indeed!\"scoffedBertram.\"You’vegotcompany,youngman.

Openthedoor.MissBillyisviewingtheStrata.\"

Thebarefloorechoedtoaquicktread,thenthedooropenedandCyrilfacedthemwithaforcedsmileonhislips.

\"Comein——thoughIfeartherewillbelittle——tosee,\"hesaid.

Bertramassumedapompousattitude.

\"Ladiesandgentlemen;youbeholdherethelioninhislair.\"

\"Bestill,Bertram,\"orderedCyril.

\"Heisalion,really,\"confidedBertram,inalowervoice;\"butasheprefersit,we’lljustcallhim’theMusicalMan.’\"

\"IshouldthinkIwassomesortofmusic—boxthatturnedwithacrank,\"bristledCyril.

Bertramgrinned.

\"A——CRANK,didyousay?Well,evenIwouldn’thavequitedaredtosaythat,youknow!\"

WithanimpatientgestureCyrilturnedonhisheel.Bertramfelloncemoreintohispompousattitude.

\"BeforeyouistheMan’sworkshop,\"heorated.\"Atyourrightyouseehisinstrumentsoftor——Imean,hisinstruments:apiano,flute,etc.Atyourleftisthedeskwithitspens,paper,erasers,inkandpostagestamps.Imentionthesebecausethereare——er——sofewthingstomentionhere.Beyond,throughtheopendoor,onemaycatchglimpsesofstillotherrooms;buttheyholdevenlessthanthisoneholds.Traditiondothassert,however,thatinoneisacouch—bed,andinanother,twochairs.\"

Billylistenedsilently.Hereyeswerequestioning.ShewasnotquitesurehowtotakeBertram’swords;andthebareroomsandtheirstern—facedmasterfilledherwithavaguepity.ButthepausethatfollowedBertram’snonsenseseemedtobewaitingforhertofillit.

\"Oh,Ishouldliketohearyou——play,Mr.Cyril,\"shestammered.

Then,gatheringcourage.\"CANyouplay’TheMaiden’sPrayer’?\"

Bertramgaveacough,aspasmodiccoughthatsenthim,red—faced,outintothehall.Fromtherehecalled:

\"Can’tstopfortheanimalstoperform,MissBilly.It’s’mostdinnertime,andwe’vegotlotstoseeyet.\"

\"Allright;but——sometime,\"noddedBillyoverhershouldertoCyrilassheturnedaway.\"Ijustlovethat’Maiden’sPrayer’!\"

\"NowthisisWilliam’sstratum,\"announcedBertramatthefootofthestairs.\"Youwillperceivethatthereisnoknockinghere;

William’sdoorsarealwaysopen.\"

\"Byallmeans!Comein——comein,\"calledWilliam’scheeryvoice.

\"Oh,my,whatalotofthings!\"exclaimedBilly.\"My——my——whatalotofthings!HowSpunkwilllikethisroom!\"

Bertramchuckled;thenhemadeagreatdisplayofdrawingalongbreath.

\"Intheshorttimeatourdisposal,\"hebeganloftily,\"itwillbeimpossibletopointouteachparticulararticleandgiveitshistoryfromthebeginning;butsomewhereyouwillfindfourroundwhitestones,which——\"

\"Er——yes,weknowallaboutthosewhitestones,\"interruptedWilliam,\"andyou’llpleaseletmetalkaboutmyownthingsmyself!\"Andhebeamedbenevolentlyonthewondering—eyedgirlatBertram’sside.

\"Buttherearesomany!\"breathedBilly.

\"Allthemorechancethen,\"smiledWilliam,\"thatsomewhereamongthemyou’llfindsomethingtointerestyou.NowtheseChineseceramics,andthesebronzes——maybeyou’dlikethose,\"hesuggested.

Andwitharesignedsighandanexaggeratedairofsubmission,Bertramsteppedbackandgavewaytohisbrother.

\"Andtherearetheseminiatures,andtheseJapaneseporcelains.Orperhapsyou’dlikestamps,ortheatreprogramsbetter,\"Williamfinishedanxiously.

Billydidnotreply.Shewasturningroundandround,hereyeswideandamazed.Suddenlyshepouncedonabeautifullydecoratedteapot,andhelditupinadmiringhands.

\"Oh,whataprettyteapot!Andwhatacutelittleplateitsetsin!\"shecried.

Thecollectorfairlybubbledoverwithjoy.

\"That’saLowestoft——arealLowestoft!\"hecrowed.\"Notthathard—

pastestufffromtheOrientthat’sCALLEDLowestoft,buttherealthing——English,youknow.Andthat’sthetraythatgoeswithit,too.Wonderful——howIgotthemboth!Youknowthey’mostalwaysgetseparated.Ipaidacoolhundredforthem,anyhow.\"

\"Ahundreddollarsforateapot!\"gaspedBilly.

\"Yes;andhere’sanicelittlepieceoflustre—ware.Pretty——isn’tit?Andthere’safinebitofblackbasalt.And——\"

\"Er——Will,\"interposedBertram,meekly.

\"Oh,andhere’saCastleford,\"criedWilliam,payingnoattentiontotheinterruption.\"Marked,too;see?’D.D.&Co.,Castleford.’

Youknowthereisn’tmuchofthatwaremarked.Thisisabeauty,too,Ithink.Youseethispittedsurface——theymadethatwithtinylittlepointssetintotheinnersideofthemold.Thedesignstandsoutfineonthis.It’soneofthebestIeversaw.And,oh——\"

\"Er——William,\"interposedBertramagain,alittlelouderthistime.

\"MayIjustsay——\"

\"Anddidyounoticethis’OldBlue’?\"hurriedonWilliam,eagerly.

\"Lidsetsdownin,yousee——that’solderthanthekindwhereitsetsoverthetop.Nowhere’sone——\"

\"William,\"almostshoutedBertram,\"DINNERISREADY!Petehassoundedthegongtwicealready!\"

\"Eh?Oh,sureenough——sureenough,\"acknowledgedWilliam,witharegretfulglanceathistreasures.\"Well,wemustgo,wemustgo.\"

\"ButIhaven’tseenyourstratumatall,\"demurredBillytoherguide,astheywentdownthestairway.

\"Thenthere’ssomethingleftforto—morrow,\"promisedBertram;\"butyoumustremember,Ihaven’tgotanybeautiful’OldBlues’and’blackbasalts,’tosaynothingofstampsandbaggagetags.ButI’llmakeyousometea——somerealtea——andthat’smorethanWilliamhasdone,withallhishundredandoneteapots!\"

CHAPTERXI

BERTRAMHASVISITORS

Spunkdidnotchangehisname;butthatwasperhapstheonlythingthatdidnotmeetwithsomesortofchangeduringtheweeksthatimmediatelyfollowedBilly’sarrival.Givenahouse,fivemen,andanironboundroutineoflife,anditisscarcelynecessarytosaythattheadventofasomewhatfussyelderlywoman,animpulsiveyounggirl,andavery—much—alivesmallcatwillmakesomedifference.AstoSpunk’sname——itwasnotMrs.Stetson’sfaultthateventhatwasleftundisturbed.

Mrs.StetsonearlybecameacquaintedwithSpunk.Shewasintroducedtohim,indeed,onthenightofherarrival——thoughfortunatelynotattable:WilliamhadseentoitthatSpunkdidnotappearatdinner,thoughtoaccomplishthisthemanhadbeenobligedtofacetheamazedandgrievedindignationofthekitten’smistress.

\"ButIdon’tseehowanyoneCANobjecttoanicecleanlittlecatatthetable,\"Billyhadremonstratedtearfully.

\"Iknow;but——er——theydo,sometimes,\"Williamhadstammered;\"andthisisoneofthetimes.AuntHannahwouldneverstandforit——

never!\"

\"Oh,butshedoesn’tknowSpunk,\"Billyhadobservedthen,hopefully.\"Youjustwaituntilsheknowshim.\"

Mrs.Stetsonbeganto\"know\"Spunkthenextday.TheimmediatesourceofherknowledgewasthediscoverythatSpunkhadfoundherballofblackknittingyarn,andhaddelightedlycapturedit.Notthathewascontenttoletitremainwhereitwas——indeed,no.Herolleditdownthestairs,batteditthroughthehalltothedrawing—room,andthenproceededto’chasse’withitinandoutamongthelegsofvariouschairsandtables,endinginonegrandwhirlthatwoundtheyarnroundandroundhissmallbody,andkeeledhimoverhalfuponhisback.Thereheblissfullywenttosleep.

Billyfoundhimafteragleefulfollowingoftheslenderwoollentrail.Mrs.Stetsonwaswithher——butshewasnotgleeful.

\"Oh,AuntHannah,AuntHannah,\"gurgledBilly,\"isn’thejusttoocuteforanything?\"

AuntHannahshookherhead.

\"ImustconfessIdon’tseeit,\"shedeclared.\"Mydear,justlookatthathopelesssnarl!\"

\"Oh,butitisn’thopelessatall,\"laughedBilly.\"It’slikeoneofthosestringstheyunwindatpartieswithapresentattheendofit.AndSpunkisthepresent,\"sheadded,whenshehadextricatedthesmallgraycat.\"Andyoushallholdhim,\"shefinished,graciouslyentrustingthesleepykittentoMrs.Stetson’sunwillingarms.

\"But,I——it——Ican’t——Billy!Idon’tlikethatname,\"blurtedouttheindignantlittleladywithasmuchwarmthassheeverallowedherselftoshow.\"Itmustbechangedto——to’Thomas.’\"

\"Changed?Spunk’snamechanged?\"demandedBilly,inahorrifiedvoice.\"Why,AuntHannah,itcan’tbechanged;it’sHIS,youknow.\"Thenshelaughedmerrily.\"’Thomas,’indeed!Why,youolddear!——justsupposeIshouldaskYOUtochangeyourname!Now_I_

like’HelenClarabella’lotsbetterthan’Hannah,’butI’mnotgoingtoaskyoutochangethat——andI’mgoingtoloveyoujustaswell,evenifyouare’Hannah’——seeifIdon’t!Andyou’llloveSpunk,too,I’msureyouwill.Nowwatchmefindtheendofthissnarl!\"Andshedancedovertothedumbfoundedlittleladyinthebigchair,gaveheranaffectionatekiss,andthenattackedthetangledmassofblackwithskilfulfingers.

\"But,I——you——oh,mygriefandconscience!\"finishedthelittlewomanwhosenamewasnotHelenClarabella.——\"Oh,mygriefandconscience,\"accordingtoBertram,wasAuntHannah’sdeadliestswear—word.

InAuntHannah’sblacksilklapSpunkstretchedluxuriously,andblinkedsleepyeyes;thenwithalongpurrofcontenthecurledhimselfforanothernap——stillSpunk.

ItwassometimeafterluncheonthatdaythatBertramheardaknockathisstudiodoor.Bertramwasbusy.Hisparticularpet\"FaceofaGirl\"wastobesubmittedsoontothejudgesofaforthcomingArtExhibition,anditwasnotyetfinished.Hewastryingtomakeupnowforthemanyhourslostduringthelastfewdays;andevenBertram,attimes,didnotlikeinterruptions.Hismodelhadgone,buthewasstillworkingrapidlywhentheknockcame.Histonewasnotquitecordialwhenheanswered.

\"Well?\"

\"It’sI——SpunkandI.Maywecomein?\"calledaconfidentvoice.

Bertramsaidasharpwordbehindhisteeth——butheopenedthedoor.

\"Ofcourse!Iwas——painting,\"heannounced.

\"Howlovely!AndI’llwatchyou.Oh,my——whataprettyroom!\"

\"I’mgladyoulikeit.\"

\"IndeedIdo;Ilikeiteversomuch.Ishallstayherelots,I

know.\"

\"Oh,you——will!\"ForonceevenBertram’sreadytonguefailedtofindfittingresponse.

\"Yes.Nowpaint.Iwanttoseeyou.AuntHannahhasgoneoutanyway,andI’mlonesome.IthinkI’llstay.\"

\"ButIcan’t——thatis,I’mnotusedtospectators.\"

\"Ofcourseyouaren’t,youpooroldlonesomeness!Butitisn’tgoingtobethatway,anymore,youknow,nowthatI’vecome.I

sha’n’tletyoubelonesome.\"

\"Icouldsweartothat,\"declaredtheman,withsuddenfervor;andforBilly’speaceofminditwasjustaswell,perhaps,thatshedidnotknowtheexactsourceofthatfervency.

\"Nowpaint,\"commandedBillyagain.

Becausehedidnotknowwhatelsetodo,Bertrampickedupabrush;

buthedidnotpaint.ThefirststrokeofhisbrushagainstthecanvaswastoSpunkachallenge;andSpunkneverrefusedachallenge.WithaboundhewasonBertram’sknee,gleefulpawoutstretched,battingattheendofthebrush.

\"Tut,tut——no,no——naughtySpunk!Say,butwasn’tthatcute?\"

chuckledBilly.\"Doitagain!\"

Theartistgaveanexasperatedsigh.

\"Mydeargirl,\"heprotested,\"cruelasitmayseemtoyou,thispictureisnotakindergartengamefortheedificationofsmallcats.ImustpolitelyaskSpunktodesist.\"

\"Buthewon’t!\"laughedBilly.\"Nevermind;wewilltakeitsomedaywhenhe’sasleep.Let’snotpaintanymore,anyhow.I’vecometoseeyourrooms.\"Andshesprangblithelytoherfeet.\"Dear,dear,whatalotoffaces!——andallgirls,too!Howfunny!Whydon’tyoupaintotherthings?Still,theyarerathernice.\"

\"Thankyou,\"acceptedBertram;dryly.

Bertramdidnotpaintanymorethatafternoon.Billyfoundmuchtointeresther,andsheaskednumberlessquestions.Shewasgreatlyexcitedwhensheunderstoodthefullsignificanceoftheomnipresent\"FaceofaGirl\";andshegraciouslyofferedtoposeherselffortheartist.Shespent,indeed,quitehalfanhourturningherheadfromsidetoside,anddemanding\"Nowhow’sthat?——

andthat?\"Tiringatlastofthis,shesuggestedSpunkasasubstitute,remarkingthat,afterall,cats——prettycatslikeSpunk——wereevennicertopaintthangirls.

SherescuedSpunkthenfromthepaint—boxwherehehadbeenholdinghighcarnivalwithBertram’stubesofpaint,anddemandedifBertrameversawamoredelightful,moreentrancing,morealtogether—to—be—desiredmodel.Shewassoartless,somerry,sofranklycharmedwithitallthatBertramcouldnotfinditinhishearttobeangry,notwithstandinghisannoyance.Butwhenatfouro’clock,shetookherselfandhercatcheerilyup—stairs,heliftedhishandsindespair.

\"GreatScott!\"hegroaned.\"Ifthisisasampleofwhat’scoming——

I’mGOING,that’sall!\"

CHAPTERXII

CYRILTAKESHISTURN

BillyhadbeenamemberoftheBeaconStreethouseholdaweekbeforesherepeatedhervisittoCyrilatthetopofthehouse.

ThistimeBertramwasnotwithher.Shewentalone.EvenSpunkwasleftbehind——Billyrememberedherprospectivehost’saversiontocats.

BillydidnotfeelthatsheknewCyrilverywell.Shehadtriedseveraltimestochatwithhim;butshehadmadesolittleheadway,thatshefinallycametotheconclusion——privatelyexpressedtoBertram——thatMr.Cyrilwasbashful.Bertramhadonlylaughed.HehadlaughedtheharderbecauseatthatmomenthecouldhearCyrilpoundingouthisangryannoyanceonthepianoupstairs——CyrilhadjustescapedfromoneofBilly’smostdetermined\"attempts,\"andBertramknewit.Bertram’slaughhadpuzzledBilly——andithadnotquitepleasedher.Henceto—dayshedidnottellhimofherplantogoup—stairsandseewhatshecoulddoherself,alone,tocombatthis\"foolishbashfulness\"onthepartofMr.CyrilHenshaw.

Inspiteofherbravery,BillywaitedquiteonewholeminuteatthetopofthestairsbeforeshehadthecouragetoknockatCyril’sdoor.

Thedoorwasopenedatonce.

\"Why——Billy!\"criedthemaninsurprise.

\"Yes,it’sBilly.I——Icameupto——togetacquainted,\"shesmiledwinningly.

\"Why,er——youareverykind.Willyou——comein?\"

\"Thankyou;yes.Yousee,Ididn’tbringSpunk.I——remembered.\"

Cyrilbowedgravely.

\"Youareverykind——again,\"hesaid.

Billyfidgetedinherchair.Tohermindshewasnot\"gettingon\"

atall.Shedeterminedonaboldstroke.

\"Yousee,Ithoughtif——ifIshouldcomeuphere,wheretherewouldn’tbesomanyaround,wemightgetacquainted,\"sheconfided;

\"thenIwouldgettolikeyoujustaswellasIdotheothers.\"

Attheoddlookthatcameintotheman’sface,thegirlrealizedsuddenlywhatshehadsaid.Hercheeksflushedaconfusedred.

\"Oh,dear!Thatis,Imean——Ilikeyou,ofcourse,\"sheflounderedmiserably;thenshebrokeoffwithafranklaugh.\"There!youseeInevercouldgetoutofanything.Imightaswellownrightup.

IDON’TlikeyouaswellasIdoUncleWilliamandMr.Bertram.Sothere!\"

Cyrillaughed.ForthefirsttimesincehehadseenBilly,somethingthatwasverylikeinterestcameintohiseyes.

\"Oh,youdon’t,\"heretorted.\"Nowthatis——er——veryUNkindofyou.\"

Billyshookherhead.

\"Youdon’tsaythatasifyoumeantit,\"sheaccusedhim,hereyesgravelystudyinghisface.\"NowI’Minearnest._I_reallywanttolikeYOU!\"

\"Thankyou.Thenperhapsyouwon’tmindtellingmewhyyoudon’tlikeme,\"hesuggested.

AgainBillyflushed.

\"Why,I——Ijustdon’t;that’sall,\"shefaltered.Thenshecriedaggrievedly:\"There,now!you’vemademebeimpolite;andIdidn’tmeantobe,truly.\"

\"Ofcoursenot,\"assentedtheman;\"anditwasn’timpolite,becauseIaskedyoufortheinformation,youknow.Imayconcludethen,\"

hewentonwithanoddtwinkleinhiseyes,\"thatIammerelyclassedwithtripeandrainydays.\"

\"With——wha—at?\"

\"Tripeandrainydays.Thosearetheonlythings,ifIrememberrightly,thatyoudon’tlike.\"

Thegirlstared;thenshechuckled.

\"There!IknewI’dlikeyoubetterifyou’donlySAYsomething,\"

shebeamed.\"Butlet’snottalkanymoreaboutthat.Playtome;

won’tyou?Youknowyoupromisedme’TheMaiden’sPrayer.’\"

Cyrilstiffened.

\"Pardonme,butyoumustbemistaken,\"herepliedcoldly.\"Idonotplay’TheMaiden’sPrayer.’\"

\"Oh,whatashame!AndIdosoloveit!Butyouplayotherthings;I’veheardyoualittle,andMr.Bertramsaysyoudo——inconcertsandthings.\"

\"Doeshe?\"murmuredCyril,withaslightliftingofhiseyebrows.

\"There!Nowoffyougoagainallsilentandhorrid!\"chaffedBilly.\"WhathaveIsaidnow?Mr.Cyril——doyouknowwhatI

think?Ibelieveyou’vegotNERVES!\"Billy’svoicewassotragicthatthemancouldbutlaugh.

\"PerhapsIhave,MissBilly.\"

\"LikeMissLetty’s?\"

\"I’mnotacquaintedwiththelady.\"

\"Gee!wouldn’tyoutwomakeapair!\"chuckledBillyunexpectedly.

\"No;but,really,Imean——doyouwantpeopletowalkontiptoeandspeakinwhispers?\"

\"Sometimes,perhaps.\"

Thegirlsprangtoherfeet——butshesighed.

\"ThenI’mgoing.Thismightbeoneofthetimes,youknow.\"Shehesitated,thenwalkedtothepiano.\"My,wouldn’tIliketoplayonthat!\"shebreathed.

Cyrilshuddered.CyrilcouldimaginewhatBillywouldplay——andCyrildidnotlike\"rag—time,\"nor\"TheStorm.\"

\"Oh,doyouplay?\"heaskedconstrainedly.

Billyshookherhead.

\"Notmuch.Onlylittlebitsofthings,youknow,\"shesaidwistfully,assheturnedtowardthedoor.

Forsomeminutesaftershehadgone,Cyrilstoodwhereshehadlefthim,hiseyesmoodyandtroubled.

\"IsupposeImighthaveplayed——something,\"hemutteredatlast;

\"but——’TheMaiden’sPrayer’!——goodheavens!\"

BillywasalittleshywithCyrilwhenhecamedowntodinnerthatnight.Forthenextfewdays,indeed,sheheldherselfveryobviouslyalooffromhim.Cyrilcaughthimselfwonderingonceifshewereafraidofhis\"nerves.\"Hedidnottrytofindout,however;hewastooemphaticallycontentthatofherownaccordsheseemedtobeleavinghiminpeace.

ItmusthavebeenaweekafterBilly’svisittothetopofthehousethatCyrilstoppedhisplayingveryabruptlyoneday,andopenedhisdoortogodown—stairs.Atthefirststephestartedbackinamazement.

\"Why,Billy!\"heejaculated.

Thegirlwassittingverynearthetopofthestairway.Athisappearanceshegottoherfeetshamefacedly.

\"Why,Billy,whatintheworldareyoudoingthere?\"

\"Listening.\"

\"Listening!\"

\"Yes.Doyoumind?\"

Themandidnotanswer.Hewastoosurprisedtofindwordsatonce,andhewastryingtorecollectwhathehadbeenplaying.

\"Yousee,listeningtomusicthiswayisn’tlikelisteningto——totalking,\"hurriedonBilly,feverishly.\"Itisn’tsneakinglikethat;isit?\"

\"Why——no.\"

\"Andyoudon’tmind?\"

\"Why,surely,Ioughtnottomind——that,\"headmitted.

\"ThenIcankeeprightonasIhavedone.Thankyou,\"sighedBilly,inrelief.

\"Keeprighton!Haveyoubeenherebefore?\"

\"Why,yes,lotsofdays.And,say,Mr.Cyril,whatisthat——thatthingthat’sallchordswithbigbassnotesthatkeepsayingsomethingsofineandsplendidthatitmarchesonandon,gettingbiggerandgrander,justasiftherecouldn’tanythingstopit,untilitallendsinonegreatburstoftriumph?Mr.Cyril,whatisthat?\"

\"Why,Billy!\"——theinterestthistimeintheman’sfacewasnotfaint——\"IwishImightmakeotherscatchmymeaningasIhaveevidentlymadeyoudoit!That’ssomethingofmyown——thatI’mwriting,youunderstand;andI’vetriedtosay——justwhatyousayyouheard.\"

\"AndIdidhearit——Idid!Oh,won’tyouplayit,please,withthedooropen?\"

\"Ican’t,Billy.I’msorry,indeedIam.ButI’veanappointment,andI’mlatenow.Youshallhearit,though,Ipromiseyou,andwiththedoorwideopen,\"continuedtheman,as,withamurmuredapology,hepassedthegirlandhurrieddownthestairs.

Billywaiteduntilsheheardtheouterhalldoorshut;thenverysoftlyshecreptthroughCyril’sopendoorway,andcrossedtheroomtothepiano.

CHAPTERXIII

ASURPRISEALLAROUND

Maycame,andwithitwarmsunnydays.Therewasalittlebalconyattherearofthesecondfloor,andonthisMrs.StetsonandBillysatmanyamorningandsewed.TherewereoccupationsthatBillylikedbetterthansewing;butshewasdutiful,andshewasreallyfondofAuntHannah;sosheacceptedasgracefullyaspossiblethatgoodlady’sdictumthatawomanwhocouldnotsew,andsewwell,wasnoladyatall.

OneofthethingsthatBillylikedtodosomuchbetterthantosewwastoplayonCyril’spiano.Shewasverycareful,however,thatMr.Cyrilhimselfdidnotfindthisout.Cyrilwasfrequentlygonefromthehouse,andalmostasfrequentlyAuntHannahtooknaps.Atsuchtimesitwasveryeasytoslipup—stairstoCyril’srooms,andonceatthepiano,Billyforgoteverythingelse.

Oneday,however,theinevitablehappened:Cyrilcamehomeunexpectedly.ThemanheardthepianofromWilliam’sfloor,andwithasurprisedejaculationhehurriedupstairstwostepsatatime.Atthedoorhestoppedinamazement.

Billywasatthepiano,butshewasnotplaying\"rag—time,\"\"TheStorm,\"noryet\"TheMaiden’sPrayer.\"Therewasnomusicbeforeher,butunderherfingers\"bigbassnotes\"verymuchlikeCyril’sown,weremarchingonandontovictory.Billy’sfacewasrapturouslyintentandhappy.

\"ByJove——Billy!\"gaspedtheman.

Billyleapedtoherfeetandwhirledaroundguiltily.

\"Oh,Mr.Cyril——I’msosorry!\"

\"Sorry!——andyouplaylikethat!\"

\"No,no;I’mnotsorryIplayed.It’sbecauseyou——foundme.\"

Billy’scheekswereashamedred,buthereyesweredefiantlybrilliant,andherchinwasatarebellioustilt.\"Iwasn’tdoingany——harm;notifyouweren’there——withyourNERVES!\"

Themanlaughedandcameslowlyintotheroom.

\"Billy,whotaughtyoutoplay?\"

\"Noone.Ican’tplay.IcanonlypickoutlittlebitsofthingsinC.\"

\"Butyoudoplay.Ijustheardyou.\"

Billyshruggedhershoulders.

\"Thatwasnothing.ItwasonlywhatIhadheard.Iwastryingtomakeitsoundlike——yours.\"

\"And,byGeorge!yousucceeded,\"mutteredCyrilunderhisbreath;

thenaloudheasked:\"Didn’tyoueverstudymusic?\"

Billy’seyesdimmed.

\"No.ThatwastheonlythingAuntEllaandIdidn’tthinkalikeabout.Shehadanoldsquarepiano,alltin—pannyandthin,youknow.Iplayedsomeonit,andwantedtotakelessons;butI

didn’twanttopractiseonthat.Iwantedanewone.That’swhatshewouldn’tdo——getmeanewpiano,orletmedoit.ShesaidSHE

practisedonthatpiano,andthatitwasquitegoodenoughforme,especiallytolearnon.I——I’mafraidIgotstuffy.Ihatedthatpianoso!ButIwasalmostreadytogiveinwhen——whenAuntElladied.\"

\"Andallyouplaythenisjustbyear?\"

\"By——ear?Isupposeso——ifyoumeanwhatIhear.EasythingsI

canplayquick,but——butthosechordsAREhard;theyskiparoundso!\"

Cyrilsmiledoddly.

\"Ishouldsayso,\"heagreed.\"ButperhapsthereissomethingelsethatIplay——thatyoulike.Isthere?\"

\"Oh,yes.Nowthere’sthatlittlethingthatswingsandswayslikethis,\"criedBilly,droppingherselfontothepianostoolandwhiskingabout.Billywasnotafraidnow,nordefiant.Shewasonlyeagerandhappyagain.InamomentadreamywaltzfelluponCyril’sears——awaltzthatheoftenplayedhimself.Itwasnotplayedcorrectly,itistrue.Therewerenotes,andsometimeswholemeasures,thatwereverydifferentfromtheprintedmusic.

Butthetune,therhythm,andthespiritwerethere.

\"Andthere’sthis,\"saidBilly;\"andthis,\"shewenton,slidingintoonelittlestrainafteranother——allofwhichwererecognizedbytheamazedmanatherside.

\"Billy,\"hecried,whenshehadfinishedandwhirleduponhimagain,\"Billy,wouldyouliketolearntoplay——reallyplayfromnotes?\"

\"Oh,wouldn’tI!\"

\"Thenyoushall!We’llhaveapianotomorrowinyourroomsforyoutopractiseon.And——I’llteachyoumyself.\"

\"Oh,thankyou,Mr.Cyril——youdon’tknowhowIthankyou!\"exultedBilly,asshedancedfromtheroomtotellAuntHannahofthisgreatandgoodthingthathadcomeintoherlife.

ToBilly,thispromiseofCyril’stobeherteacherwasverykind,verydelightful;butitwasnotintheleastathingatwhichtomarvel.ToBertram,however,itmostcertainlywas.

\"Well,guesswhat’shappened,\"hesaidtoWilliamthatnight,afterhehadheardthenews.\"I’llbelieveanythingnow——anything:thatyou’llraffleoffyourcollectionofteapotsatthenextchurchfair,orthatIshallgotoEgyptasa’Cooky’guide.Listen;

CyrilisgoingtogivepianolessonstoBilly!——CYRIL!\"

CHAPTERXIV

AUNTHANNAHSPEAKSHERMIND

BertramsaidthattheStratawasnotastrataanylonger.Hedeclaredthatbetweenthem,BillyandSpunkhadcausedsuchanupheavalthattherewasnotellingwhereonestratumleftoffandanotherbegan.WhatBillyhadnotattendedto,Spunkhad,hesaid.

\"Yousee,it’slikethis,\"heexplainedtoanamusedfriendoneday.\"BillyistakingpianolessonsofCyril,andsheisposingforoneofmyheads.Naturally,then,suchfemininebelongingsasfancy—work,thread,thimbles,andhairpinsareduetoshowupatanytimeeitherinCyril’sapartmentsormine——tosaynothingofWilliam’s;andshe’sinWilliam’slots——tolookforSpunk,iffornootherpurpose.

\"YoumustknowthatSpunklikesWilliam’sfloorthebestofthebunch,therearesomanydelightfulthingstoplaywith.NotthatSpunkstaysthere——dearme,no.He’sasociablelittlechap,andhisusualcourseistopounceonashelf,knockoffsomeobjectthattickleshisfancy,thenlugitinhismouthto——well,anywherethathehappenstofeellikegoing.Cyrilhasfoundhimup—stairswithasmallminiature,batteredandchewedalmostbeyondrecognition.AndAuntHannahnearlyhadafitonedaywhenheappearedinherroomwithanenormoushard—shelledblackbug——dead,ofcourse——thathehadfishedfromacasethatPetehadleftopen.

Asforme,IcanswearthatthelittleroundwhitestonehewasplayingwithinmypartofthehousewasoneofWilliam’sCollectionNumberOne.

\"Andthatisn’tall,\"Bertramcontinued.\"Billybringshermusicdowntoshowtome,andlugsmyheadsallovertherestofthehousetoshowtootherfolks.Andthereisalwayseverywhereaknitshawl,forAuntHannahissuretofeeladraught,andBillykeepsshawlshandy.Sothereyouare!Wecertainlyaren’tastrataanylonger,\"hefinished.

Billywas,indeed,verymuchathomeintheBeaconStreethouse——

toomuchso,AuntHannahthought.AuntHannahwas,infact,seriouslydisturbed.ToWilliamoneevening,lateinMay,shespokehermind.

\"William,whatareyougoingtodowithBilly?\"sheaskedabruptly.

\"Dowithher?Whatdoyoumean?\"returnedWilliamwiththecontentedsmilethatwassooftenonhislipsthesedays.\"ThisisBilly’shome.\"

\"That’stheworstofit,\"sighedthewoman,withashakeofherhead.

\"Theworstofit!AuntHannah,whatdoyoumean?Don’tyoulikeBilly?\"

\"Yes,yes,William,ofcourseIlikeBilly.Iloveher!Whocouldhelpit?That’snotwhatImean.It’sofBillyI’mthinking,andoftherestofyou.Shecan’tstayherelikethis.Shemustgoaway,toschool,or——orsomewhere.\"

\"Andshe’sgoinginSeptember,\"repliedtheman.\"She’llgotopreparatoryschoolfirst,andtocollege,probably.\"

\"Yes,butnow——rightaway.Sheoughttogo——somewhere.\"

\"Why,yes,forthesummer,ofcourse.Butthoseplansaren’tcompletedyet.BillyandIweretalkingofitlastevening.Youknowtheboysarealwaysawaymoreorless,butIseldomgountilAugust,andweletPeteandDongLingoffthenforamonthandclosethehouse.ItoldBillyI’dsendyouandheranywhereshelikedforthewholesummer,butshesaysno.Shepreferstostayherewithme.ButIdon’tquitefancythatidea——throughallthehotJuneandJuly——soIdon’tknowbutI’llgetacottagesomewherenearatoneofthebeaches,whereIcanrunbackandforthnightandmorning.Ofcourse,inthatcase,wetakePeteandDongLingwithusandclosethehouserightaway.IfearCyrilwouldnotfancyitmuch;but,afterall,heandBertramwouldbeoffmoreorless.Theyalwaysareinthesummer.\"

\"But,William,youhaven’tyetgotmyideaatall,\"demurredAuntHannah,withadiscouragedshakeofherhead.\"It’saway!——awayfromallthis——fromyou——thatIwanttogetBilly.\"

\"Away!Awayfromme,\"criedtheman,withanoddintonationofterror,ashestartedforwardinhischair.\"Why,AuntHannah,whatareyoutalkingabout?\"

\"AboutBilly.Thisisnoplaceinwhichtobringupayounggirl——

ayounggirlwhohasnotoneshredofrelationshiptoexcuseit.\"

\"Butsheismynamesake,andquitealoneintheworld,AuntHannah;

quitealone——poorchild!\"

\"MydearWilliam,thatisexactlyit——sheisachild,andyetsheisnot.That’swherethetroublelies.\"

\"Whatdoyoumean?\"

\"William,Billyhasbeenbroughtupinalittlecountrytownwithaspinsterauntandawholegood—natured,tolerantvillageforcompany.Well,shehasacceptedyouandyourentirehousehold,evendowntoDongLing,onthesamebasis.\"

\"Well,I’msureI’mglad,\"assertedthemanwithgenialwarmth.

\"It’sgoodforustohaveherhere.It’sgoodfortheboys.She’salreadylivenedCyrilupandtonedBertramdown.Imayaswellconfess,AuntHannah,thatI’vebeenmorethanalittledisturbedaboutBertramoflate.Idon’tlikethatBobSeaverthatheissofondof;andsomeotherfellows,too,thathavebeencomingherealtogethertoomuchduringthelastyear.Bertramsaysthey’reonlyalittle’Bohemian’intheirtastes.Andtomethat’stheworstofit,forBertramhimselfisquitetoomuchinclinedthatway.\"

\"Exactly,William.AndthatonlygoestoprovewhatIsaidbefore.

Bertramisnotaspinsteraunt,andneitherareanyoftherestofyou.ButBillytakesyouthatway.\"

\"Takesusthatway——asspinsteraunts!\"

\"Yes.ShemakesherselfasfreeinthishouseasshewasinherAuntElla’satHampdenFalls.ShefliesuptoCyril’sroomshalfadozentimesadaywithsomequestionaboutherlessons;andIdon’tknowhowlongshe’dsitathisfeetandadoringlylistentohisplayingifhedidn’tsometimesgetoutofpatienceandtellhertogoandpractiseherself.ShemakesnothingoftrippingintoBertram’sstudioatallhoursoftheday;andhe’ssketchedherheadateveryconceivableangle——whichcertainlydoesn’ttendtomakeBillymodestorretiring.Astoyou——youknowhowmuchshe’sinyourrooms,spendingeveningaftereveningfussingoveryourcollections.\"

\"Iknow;butwe’re——we’resortingthemandmakingacatalogue,\"

defendedtheman,anxiously.\"Besides,I——Iliketohaveherthere.Shedoesn’tbothermeabit.\"

\"No;Iknowshedoesn’t,\"repliedAuntHannah,withacuriousinflection.\"Butdon’tyousee,William,thatallthisisn’tgoingtoquitedo?Billy’stooyoung——andtooold.\"

\"Come,come,AuntHannah,isthatexactlylogical?\"

\"It’strue,atleast.\"

\"But,afterall,where’stheharm?Don’tyouthinkthatyouarejustalittlebittoo——fastidious?Billy’snothingbutacare—freechild.\"

\"It’sthe’free’partthatIobjectto,William.Shehastakeneveryoneofyouintointimatecompanionship——evenPeteandDongLing.\"

\"PeteandDongLing!\"

\"Yes.\"Mrs.Stetson’schincameup,andhernostrilsdilatedalittle.\"BillywenttoPetetheotherdaytohavehimbuttonhershirt—waistupintheback;andyesterdayIfoundherdown—stairsinthekitcheninstructingDongLinghowtomakechocolatefudge!\"

Williamfellbackinhischair.

\"Well,well,\"hemuttered,\"well,well!Sheisachild,andnomistake!\"Hepaused,hisbrowsdrawnintoatroubledfrown.\"But,AuntHannah,whatCANIdo?Ofcourseyoucouldtalktoher,but——

Idon’tseemtoquitelikethatidea.\"

\"Mygriefandconscience——no,no!Thatisn’twhatisneededatall.Itwouldonlyservetomakeherself—conscious;andthat’sheronesalvationnow——thatsheisn’tself—conscious.Yousee,it’sonlythefaultofherenvironmentandtraining,afterall.Itisn’therheartthat’swrong.\"

\"Indeeditisn’t!\"

\"Itwillbedifferentwhensheisolder——whenshehasseenalittlemoreoftheworldoutsideHampdenFalls.She’llgotoschool,ofcourse,andIthinksheoughttotravelalittle.Meanwhile,shemustn’tlive——justlikethis,though;certainlynotforatime,atleast.\"

\"No,no,I’mafraidnot,\"agreedWilliam,perplexedly,risingtohisfeet.\"Butwemustthink——whatcanbedone.\"Hisstepwasevenslowerthanusualashelefttheroom,andhiseyesweretroubled.

CHAPTERXV

WHATBERTRAMCALLS\"THELIMIT\"

Athalfpastteno’clockontheeveningfollowingMrs.Stetson’sveryplaintalkwithWilliam,thetelephonebellattheBeaconStreethouserangsharply.Peteansweredit.

\"Well?\"——Peteneversaid\"hello.\"

\"Hello.Isthatyou,Pete?\"calledBilly’svoiceagitatedly.\"IsUncleWilliamthere?\"

\"No,MissBilly.\"

\"Ohdear!Well,Mr.Cyril,then?\"

\"He’sout,too,MissBilly.AndMr.Bertram——they’reallout.\"

\"Yes,yes,IknowHE’Sout,\"almostsobbedBilly.\"Dear,dear,whatshallIdo!Pete,you’llhavetocome.Thereisn’tanyotherway!\"

\"Yes,Miss;where?\"Pete’svoicewasdubious,butrespectful.

\"TotheBoylstonStreetsubway——ontheCommon,youknow——North—

boundside.I’llwaitforyou——butHURRY!Yousee,I’mallalonehere.\"

\"Alone!MissBilly——inthesubwayatthistimeofnight!But,MissBilly,youshouldn’t——youcan’t——youmustn’t——\"stutteredtheoldmaninhelplesshorror.

\"Yes,yes,Pete,butnevermind;Iamhere!AndIshouldthinkif’twassuchadreadfulthingyouwouldhurryFASTtogethere,soI

wouldn’tbealone,\"appealedBilly.

WithaninarticulatecryPetejerkedthereceiverontothehook,andstumbledawayfromthetelephone.FiveminuteslaterhehadleftthehouseandwashurryingthroughtheCommontotheBoylstonStreetsubwaystation.

Billy,alongcloakthrownoverherwhitedress,waswaitingforhim.Herwhiteslipperstappedtheplatformnervously,andherhair,underthelightscarfoflace,fluffedintolittlebrokencurlsasifithadbeenblownbythewind.

\"MissBilly,MissBilly,whatcanthismean?\"gaspedtheman.

\"WhereisMrs.Stetson?\"

\"AtMrs.Hartwell’s——youknowsheisgivingareceptionto—night.

Butcome,wemusthurry!I’mafterMr.Bertram.\"

\"AfterMr.Bertram!\"

\"Yes,yes.\"

\"Alone?——likethis?\"

\"ButI’mnotalonenow;Ihaveyou.Don’tyousee?\"

Attheblankstupefactionintheman’sface,thegirlsighedimpatiently.