"But it was natural Captain Anthony should want his child to have something belonging to him, maybe her mother, too. And goodness knows there"s room enough in the garret. It isn"t half full with his traps, and there"s some of ours. And there"s the loft over the kitchen."
"Well, we want some place to dry clothes in rainy weather. And when I sweep I want to move things about, not sweep just in front of them, and have the dust settle in rows behind. Chilian didn"t know what a lot there would be, though he might have looked it over on the ship. When it is all through, the house will need a thorough cleaning again. And what _do_ you think, Eunice! She"s going to put the child in that big bed and she sleep in the little one! The best room in the house! I"m sorry they have it."
Eunice was roused a little.
"That doesn"t seem the proper thing. But maybe she thought--I do suppose the child has had the best of everything."
"I don"t believe in pampering children. And I don"t altogether like the woman. I do wonder if we will have to keep her. A girl of nine is old enough to look after herself, and begin to keep her own clothes and her room in order."
"It"s been very different out in India. And I do suppose Anthony was over-indulgent, she having no mother to train her."
"We"ll have our hands full, Eunice, when the tussle really begins."
"Oh, I do not think she will be hard to manage. She seems rather shy----"
"Those eyes of hers ain"t so deep for nothing. She hasn"t the Leverett mouth, and those full lips are wilful and saucy, generally speaking.
Letty Orne was a pretty girl, as I remember. Strange, now, when you come to think of it, that the child should have been born in this house. But she"ll never have any beauty to spare, that"s certain. For the land sakes, Eunice, look at the time and you dawdling over the table. I"m tired as a dog after a long race."
Elizabeth dropped into a chair. In her secret heart Eunice knew that when her sister was tired out she was fractious; she loved her too well to say cross words.
"Shall we have fish or cold meat?" she asked mildly.
"Oh, I don"t care! Well, fish. There will be meat enough for to-morrow"s dinner if it isn"t meddled with."
The fish was salted down in the season, soaked a little, laid in spiced vinegar for a few hours, cut in thin slices, and was very appetizing.
Eunice went about with no useless flutter, she stepped lightly and never made any clatter with dishes. The tea china, thin and lovely, the piles of white bread and brown, mola.s.ses gingerbread and frosted sugar cake, stewed dried fruit and rich preserves, made an inviting-looking table. Chilian came in and made himself neat, as usual, then the guests.
Cynthia was very quiet. Twice Miss Winn answered a question for her. She scarcely ate anything. Then she said wearily:
"I am so tired and sleepy. Can"t I go to bed?"
CHAPTER IV
UNWELCOME
Miss Winn and her charge went down to the ship the next morning with Chilian Leverett. Elizabeth inspected the rooms. She was not meddlesome, nor over-curious generally, but with a feeling of possessorship and responsibility in the house, she wanted to know how far she could trust the newcomers. The beds were well made, but closets and drawers were rather awry. She did begrudge the best chamber, and wondered whether it would not be possible to change them about presently. True, they seldom had guests.
Then a new load of boxes came, with two trunks, and several more pieces of furniture. The latter were left standing in the hall. The garret had been a sort of fetich with Elizabeth. There were dried herbs hanging to the rafters in their muslin bags, so as not to make a litter and mostly for the fragrance. There was not a cobweb anywhere. On one side of the sloping roof were ranged their own trunks and chests, two of cedar, in which woollen clothes and blankets pa.s.sed the summer, securely hidden from moths. In one gable were miscellaneous household articles, a few chairs good enough to be repaired, a more than century-old cherry table, spinning-wheels, a bedstead piled high with a feather bed, and numberless pillows, for Elizabeth thought it her duty to make a new pair every year, as they kept a flock of geese that spent their days in a small cove on South River.
The interloper boxes could make a row down the cleared side. That left the centre, the highest part, clear for drying clothes, which probably would not be needed until winter. But careful Elizabeth planned ahead for every emergency. True, the emergency did not always fit the plans, but it gave her tense spirit a rest.
The Salem air was fragrant, with all manner of sweet springtime odors--the ship was not. Things that had been stored in the hold came up with a certain old smell and a little mustiness. First, Cynthia held her nose and made a wry face. But it was delightful to run about and exchange greetings with the sailors, who seemed merry enough over their work.
"Well, missy," said the captain, catching her in his arms as she ran, "how do you like living on dry land? You haven"t lost your sea legs yet, that"s plain."
"It"s very queer. There are just tiny leaves coming out on the trees, and a few curious white flowers, little bells, coming up in the garden, and crocus in pretty colors. But I don"t like it very much. Miss Eunice is nice and has such a soft voice. And the houses are so funny and shut up, and there are no servants about, nor any one praying on the corners and holding out a basin for rice; and no piles of fruit for sale."
"No; this isn"t the time of year for fruit;" and there was a funny twinkle in the captain"s eye. "Just wait until August and September."
Cynthia considered. "That is three and four months away. Father will be here then;" with a child"s confidence.
"And there are berries earlier, and cherries, and then some sugar pears.
Oh, you will be feasted. And you"ll like Cousin Leverett, when you come to get acquainted with him. You will go to school, too, and know lots of little girls. You won"t want to go back to India."
"Unless father shouldn"t come. Oh, he surely will, because, you see, I"m praying ever so many times a day."
"That"s right;" with a cheerful nod.
"When are you going back?"
"In about a month, I calculate."
She sighed and looked out over the great stretch of waters. "What is that long point down there?" she asked suddenly.
"That"s Salem Neck, and there is Winter Island. They are always building ships down there and turn out some mighty fine ones. And fishing; there"s a sight of cod, and haddock, and mackerel, and all the other fish in season. They salt them and take them half over the world. And there"s a rope-walk you"d enjoy seeing, leastways you would if you were a boy. And there are some stores. We have lots of goods consigned to the Merrits. Salem"s a big place, now I tell you!"
"Bigger than Calcutta?"
"Sho" now! Calcutta can"t hold a candle to it."
The captain"s cabin was being dismantled for repairs and cleaning. She glanced in it. How many days she had spent here! Everything was in disorder, yet there was a certain home remembrance that touched the child"s heart, and brought tears to her eyes.
"Oh, are you here?" It was Chilian Leverett"s voice, and he held out his hand. She looked so bright now and there was a little color in her cheeks, an eager interest about her. He was afraid she was going to be a rather dull child.
"Yes; it"s almost like home, you know; only when we lived here it wasn"t so topsy-turvy."
"Did you feel queer when you woke up this morning?" thinking it his duty to smile.
"Oh, I didn"t know where I was. It seemed as if I was being smothered in something. And it didn"t toss and rock. Oh, there were some birds singing." She laughed gleefully. "Then I saw Rachel, and it came to me in little bits, but it seems such a long, long while since yesterday morning."
"Where is Miss Winn? I want to see her a moment."
"She has been looking over some things as they came up from the hold,"
said the captain. "Oh, here she is!"
Chilian took her aside for a moment. It was necessary for him to go in to Boston and he wanted to make a few suggestions, so that any of Elizabeth"s strictures might not offend. He began to perceive the child and her attendant were not exactly welcome guests.
"How long do you suppose she will stay?" Elizabeth had asked of him rather sharply. "For, when we are once settled, I do not think there will be any real necessity for keeping Miss Winn."
She had been considering it at intervals through the night, and was impatient for what she called an understanding.
Chilian had often given in to her on points that did not really affect him. He hated to bicker with any one, especially women.
"My dear Elizabeth," he began, "the child has been consigned to my charge until she comes of age. I should not have chosen the guardianship, but it seems there is no other relative who can attend to all matters as well. She is to be no dependent, only for whatever love we choose to give her. Anthony has made an ample allowance for her, indeed such a generous one that it irks me to accept it. If it makes too much work for you and Eunice, we will have some help. Miss Winn is to look after her, that was her father"s wish; so there will be no change.