"And that"s what makes it so perfectly providential, as Mrs. March says. Now then," I went on, as I wrote in the name of a rising young politician, who happened just then to have been announced as arriving in Saratoga to join some other leaders in arranging the slate of his party for the convention to meet a month later, "we will begin with a good American."
I handed the card to Kendricks. "Do you happen to remember the name of the young French n.o.bleman who danced the third dance with Miss Gage?"
"No," he said; "but I think I could invent it." And he dashed down an extremely probable marquis, while Miss Gage clapped her hands for joy.
"Oh, how glorious! how splendid!"
I asked, "Will you ever give me away the longest day you live?"
"Never," she promised; and I added the name of a South American doctor, one of those doctors who seem to be always becoming the presidents of their republics, and ordering all their patients of opposite politics to be shot in the plaza.
Kendricks entered a younger son of an English duke, and I contributed the hyphenated surname of a New York swell, and between us we soon had all the dances on Miss Gage"s card taken by the most distinguished people. We really studied probability in the forgery, and we were proud of the air of reality it wore in the carefully differenced handwritings, with national traits nicely accented in each.
CHAPTER XVI
The fun of it all was that Mrs. March was not deceived for an instant. "Oh, nonsense!" she said, when she glanced at our pretty deception, which we presented with perhaps too perfect seriousness.
"Then you danced only the first dance?"
"No, no!" Miss Gage protested. "I danced every dance as long as I stayed." She laughed with her handkerchief to her mouth and her eyes shining above.
"Yes; I can testify to that, Mrs. March," said Kendricks, and he laughed wildly, too. I must say their laughter throughout was far beyond the mirthfulness of the facts. They both protested that they had had the best time in the world, and the gayest time; that I had been a mirror of chaperons, and followed them round with my eyes wherever they went like a family portrait; and that they were the most exemplary young couple at the hop in their behaviour. Mrs.
March asked them all about it, and she joined in their fun with a hilarity which I knew from long experience boded me no good.
When Kendricks had gone away, and Miss Gage had left us for the night with an embrace, whose fondness I wondered at, from Mrs.
March, an awful silence fell upon us in the deserted parlour where she had waited up.
I knew that when she broke the silence she would begin with, "Well, my dear!" and this was what she did. She added, "I hope you"re convinced NOW!"
I did not even pretend not to understand. "You mean that they are in love? I suppose that their we-ing and us-ing so much would indicate something of the kind."
"It isn"t that alone; everything indicates it. She would hardly let go of him with her eyes. I wish," sighed Mrs. March, and she let her head droop upon her hand a moment, "I could be as sure of him as I am of her."
""Wouldn"t that double the difficulty?" I ventured to suggest, though till she spoke I had not doubted that it was the case.
"I should make you speak to him if I were sure of him; but as it is I shall speak to her, and the sooner the better."
"To-night?" I quaked.
"No; I shall let the poor thing have her sleep to-night. But the first thing in the morning I shall speak, and I want you to send her up to me as soon as she"s had her breakfast. Tell her I"m not well, and shall not be down; I shall not close my eyes the whole night.
And now," she added, "I want you to tell me everything that happened this evening. Don"t omit a word, or a look, or a motion. I wish to proceed intelligently."
I hope I was accurate in the history of the hop which I gave Mrs.
March; I am sure I was full. I think my account may be justly described as having a creative truthfulness, if no other merit. I had really no wish to conceal anything except the fact that I had not, in my utter helplessness, even tried to get Miss Gage any other partners. But in the larger interest of the present situation, Mrs.
March seemed to have lost the sense of my dereliction in this respect. She merely asked, "And it was after you went back to the parlour, just before you came home, that you wrote those names on her card?"
"Kendricks wrote half of them," I said.
"I dare say. Well, it was very amusing, and if the circ.u.mstances were different, I could have entered into the spirit of it too. But you see yourself, Basil, that we can"t let this affair go any further without dealing frankly with her. YOU can"t speak to her, and _I_ MUST. Don"t you see?"
I said that I saw, but I had suddenly a wild wish that it were practicable for me to speak to Miss Gage. I should have liked to have a peep into a girl"s heart at just such a moment, when it must be quivering with the unconfessed sense of love, and the confident hope of being loved, but while as yet nothing was a.s.sured, nothing was ascertained. If it would not have been shocking, if it would not have been sacrilegious, it would have been infinitely interesting, and from an aesthetic point of view infinitely important. I thought that I should have been willing to undergo all the embarra.s.sment of such an inquiry for the sake of its precious results, if it had been at all possible; but I acquiesced that it would not be possible. I felt that I was getting off pretty lightly not to have it brought home to me again that I was the cause of all this trouble, and that if it had not been for me there would have been, as far as Mrs. March was concerned, no Miss Gage, and no love- affair of hers to deal with. I debated in my mind a moment whether I had better urge her to let me speak to Kendricks after all; but I forbore, and in the morning I waited about in much perturbation, after I had sent Miss Gage to her, until I could know the result of their interview. When I saw the girl come away from her room, which she did rather trippingly, I went to her, and found her by no means the wreck I had expected the ordeal to leave her.
"Did you meet Miss Gage?" she asked.
"Yes," I returned, with tremulous expectation.
"Well, don"t you think she looks perfectly divine in that gown?
It"s one of Mme. Cody"s, and we got it for thirty dollars. It would have been fifty in New York, and it was, here, earlier in the season. I shall always come here for some of my things; as soon as the season"s a little past they simply FLING them away. Well, my dear!"
"Well, what?"
"I didn"t speak to her after all."
"You didn"t! Don"t you think she"s in love with him, then?"
"Dead."
"Well?"
"Well, I couldn"t somehow seem to approach the subject as I had expected to. She was so happy, and so good, and so perfectly obedient, that I couldn"t get anything to take hold of. You see, I didn"t know but she might be a little rebellious, or resentful of my interference; but in the little gingerly attempts I did make she was so submissive, don"t you understand? And she was very modest about Mr. Kendricks" attentions, and so self-depreciatory that, well--"
"Look here, Isabel," I broke in, "this is pretty shameless of you.
You pretend to be in the greatest kind of fidge about this girl; and you make me lie awake all night thinking what you"re going to say to her; and now you as much as tell me you were so fascinated with the modest way she was in love that you couldn"t say anything to her against being in love on our hands in any sort of way. Do you call this business?"
"Well, I don"t care if I DID encourage her--"
"Oh, you even encouraged her!"
"I DIDN"T encourage her. I merely praised Mr. Kendricks, and said how much you thought of him as a writer."
"Oh! then you gave the subject a literary cast. I see! Do you think Miss Gage was able to follow you?"
"That doesn"t matter."
"And what do you propose to do now?"
"I propose to do nothing. I think that I have done all my duty requires, and that now I can leave the whole affair to you. It was your affair in the beginning. I don"t see why I should worry myself about it."
"It seems to me that this is a very strange position for a lady to take who was not going to close an eye last night in view of a situation which has not changed in the least, except for the worse.
Don"t you think you are rather culpably light-hearted all of a sudden?"
"I am light-hearted, but if there is any culpability it is yours, Basil."
I reflected, but I failed to find any novelty in the fact. "Very well, then; what do you propose that I should do?"