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layin' out to take no excursions on the water; be you?〃
〃Not that I know of;〃 he answered; 〃why?〃
〃Sea…farin' is dangerous;〃 she returned。
〃Mis' Ball was terrible sea sick comin' here;〃 remarked her husband。 〃She didn't seem to have no sea legs; as you may say。〃
〃Ain't you tired of dwellin' on that?〃 asked Aunt Jane; sharply。 〃'T ain't no disgrace to be sea sick; and I wan't the only one。〃
Winfield came to the rescue with a question and the troubled waters were soon calm again。 After supper; Ruth said: 〃Aunty; may I take Mr。 Winfield up to the attic and show him my grandmother's things that you've just given me?〃
〃Run along; child。 Me and James will wash the dishes。〃
〃Poor James; 〃said Winfield; in a low tone; as they ascended the stairs。 〃Do I have to wash dishes; Ruth?〃
〃It wouldn't surprise me。 You said you wanted to work for me; and I despise dishes。〃
〃Then we'll get an orphan to do 'em。 I'm not fitted for it; and I don't think you are。〃
〃Say; isn't this great!〃 he exclaimed; as they entered the attic。 〃Trunks; cobwebs; and old furniture! Why have I never been here before?〃
〃It wasn't proper;〃 replied Ruth; primly; with a sidelong glance at him。 〃No; go away!〃
They dragged the furniture out into the middle of the room and looked it over critically。 There was all that she had described; and unsuspected treasure lay in concealment behind it。 〃There's almost enough to furnish a flat!〃 she cried; in delight。
He was opening the drawers of a cabinet; which stood far back under the eaves。 〃What's this; Ruth?〃
〃Oh; it's old blue chinawillow pattern! How rich we are!〃
〃Is old blue willow…pattern china considered beautiful?〃
〃Of course it is; you goose! We'll have to have our dining…room done in old blue; now; with a shelf on the wall for these plates。〃
〃Why can't we have a red dining…room?〃
〃Because it would be a fright。 You can have a red den; if you like。〃
〃All right;〃 he answered; 〃but it seems to me it would be simpler and save a good deal of expense; if we just pitched the plates into the sad sea。 I don't think much of 'em。〃
〃That's because you're not educated; dearest;〃 returned Ruth; sweetly。 〃When you're married; you'll know a great deal more about chinayou see if you don't。〃
They lingered until it was so dark that they could scarcely see each other's faces。 〃We'll come up again to…morrow;〃 she said。 〃Wait a minute。〃
She groped over to the east window; where there was still a faint glow; and lighted the lamp; which stood in its accustomed place; newly filled。
〃You're not going to leave it burning; are you?〃 he asked。
〃Yes; Aunt Jane has a light in this window every night。〃
〃Why; what for?〃
〃I don't know; dearest。 I think it's for a lighthouse; but I don't care。 Come; let's go downstairs。〃
XIV。 〃For Remembrance〃
The next day; while Ruth was busily gathering up her few belongings and packing her trunk; Winfield appeared with a suggestion regarding the advisability of outdoor exercise。 Uncle James stood at the gate and watched them as they went down hill。 He was a pathetic old figure; predestined to loneliness under all circumstances。
〃That's the way I'll look when we've been married a few years;〃 said Carl。
〃Worse than that;〃 returned Ruth; gravely。 〃I'm sorry for you; even now。〃
〃You needn't be proud and haughty just because you've had a wedding at your housewe're going to have one at ours。〃
〃At ours?〃
〃At the 'Widder's;' I mean; this very evening。〃
〃That's nice;〃 answered Ruth; refusing to ask the question。
〃It's Joe and Hepsey;〃 he continued; 〃and I thought perhaps you might stoop low enough to assist me in selecting an appropriate wedding gift in yonder seething mart。 I feel greatly indebted to them。〃
〃Why; of course I will; it's quite sudden; isn't it?〃 〃Far be it from me to say so。 However; it's the most reversed wedding I ever heard of。 A marriage at the home of the groom; to say the least; is unusual。 Moreover; the 'Widder' Pendleton is to take the bridal tour and leave the happy couple at home。 She's going to visit a relative who is distant in both position and relationshipall unknown to the relative; I fancy。 She starts immediately after the ceremony and it seems to me that it would be a pious notion to throw rice and old shoes after her。〃
〃Why; Carl! You don't want to maim her; do you?〃
〃I wouldn't mind。 If it hadn't been for my ostrich…like digestion; I wouldn't have had anything to worry about by this time。 However; if you insist; I will throw the rice and let you heave the shoes。 If you have the precision of aim which distinguishes your sex; the 'Widder' will escape uninjured。〃
〃Am I to be invited?〃
〃Certainlyhaven't I already invited you?〃
〃They may not like it。〃
〃That doesn't make any difference。 Lots of people go to weddings who aren't wanted。〃
〃I'll go; then;〃 announced Ruth; 〃and once again; I give you my gracious permission to kiss the bride。〃
〃Thank you; dear; but I'm not going to kiss any brides except my own。 I've signed the pledge and sworn off。〃
They created a sensation in the village when they acquired the set of china which had been on exhibition over a year。 During that time it had fallen at least a third in price; though its value was unchanged。 Ruth bought a hideous red table…cloth; which she knew would please Hepsey; greatly to Winfield's digust。
〃Why do you do that?〃 he demanded。 〃Don't you know that; in all probability; I'll have to eat off of it? I much prefer the oilcloth; to which I am now accustomed。〃
〃You'll have to get used to table linen; dear;〃 she returned teasingly; 〃it's my ambition to have one just like this for state occasions。〃
Joe appeared with the chariot just in time to receive and transport the gift。 〃Here's your wedding present; Joe!〃 called Winfield; and the innocent villagers formed a circle about them as the groom…elect endeavoured to express his appreciation。 Winfield helped him pack the 〃101 pieces〃 on the back seat and under it; and when Ruth; feeling like a fairy godmother; presented the red table…cloth; his cup of joy was full。
He started off proudly; with a soup tureen and two platters on the seat beside him。 The red table…cloth was slung over his arm; in toreador fashion; and the normal creak of the conveyance was accentuated by an ominous rattle of crockery。 Then he circled back; motioning them to wait。
〃Here's sunthin' I most forgot;〃 he said; giving Ruth a note。 〃I'd drive you back fer nothin'; only I've got sech a load。〃
The note was from Miss Ainslie; inviting Miss Thorne and her friend to come at five o'clock and stay to tea。 No answer was expected unless she could not come。
The quaint; old…fashioned script was in some way familiar。 A flash of memory took Ruth back to the note she had found in the dresser drawer;beginning: 〃I thank you from my heart for understanding me。〃 So it was Miss Ainslie who had sent the mysterious message to Aunt Jane。
〃You're not paying any attention to me;〃 complained Winfield。 〃I suppose; when we're married; I'll have to write out what I want to say to you; and put it on file。〃
〃You're a goose;〃 laughed Ruth。 〃We're going to Miss Ainslie's to…night for tea。 Aren't we getting gay?〃
〃Indeed we are! Weddings and teas follow one another like Regret on the heels of Pleasure。〃
〃Pretty simile;〃 commented Ruth。 〃If we go to the tea; we'll have to miss the wedding。〃
〃Well; we've been to a wedding quite recently; so I suppose it's better to go to the tea。 Perhaps; by arranging it; we might be given nourishment at both placesnot that I pine for the 'Widder's' cooking。 Anyhow; we've sent our gift; and they'd rather have that than to have us; if they were permitted to choose。〃
〃Do you suppose they'll give us anything?〃
〃Let us hope not。〃
〃I don't believe we want any at all;〃 she said。 〃Most of them would be in bad taste; and you'd have to bury them at night; one at a time; while I held a lantern。〃
〃The policeman on the beat would come and ask us what we were doing;〃 he objected; 〃and when we told him we were only burying our wedding presents; he wouldn't believe us。 We'd be dragged to the station and put into a noisome cell。 Wouldn't it make a pretty story for the morn