"Well," said Ben, "she"ll soon be home now," with a sigh of relief. "We must make haste and get to Gallagher"s."
When they came out of Gallagher"s an hour later, they were so laden down with bundles, little and big, for the children insisted on carrying everything home, that Polly and Ben had all they could do, what with their own parcels, to pilot the three younger ones along.
Everything had gone off splendidly, just the right presents had been found and bought, and, bubbling over with joy, the little group hurried along to get home to Mamsie, knocking into everybody and being knocked about in return by big and crisscrossed bundles of every description, as their owners endeavored to wind their way along the crowded streets.
"O dear, where is Papa Doctor?" cried Polly, for the third time, when the coffee was brought in at dinner, and the children, who couldn"t take any, were busy over the nuts and raisins. The shopping expedition had been hilariously told by the whole bunch, all except Phronsie, who had been too sleepy to more than mumble to Mamsie her purchase of the little cat, before she hid it in the under drawer of the big mahogany bureau.
She wanted dreadfully to take it to bed with her, but that would never do, as it was to be a Christmas gift. So she patted it lovingly good-by, and, after her nursery tea, was popped into bed herself.
"O dear me!" Polly ended with a sigh, for she never felt just comfortable unless she could tell Doctor Fisher everything, so half the pleasure of the recital was lost to her.
"He is busy with a case, I suppose," said Mother Fisher, yet she looked worried and cast an anxious glance at the door.
"Working himself to death," observed old Mr. King, from the head of the table, yet his eyes gleamed with delight. "Just what I said," he was revolving in his own mind; "if he would come to the city, he could lead the profession."
Polly gave a little start and grew pale.
"Grandpapa doesn"t mean that," whispered Ben; "don"t, Polly," when the door opened and the little doctor marched in, head erect and his eyes shining behind their big spectacles.
"Well, well," he declared breezily, "I thought you"d be through dinner,"
and without a bit of warning he went up to Polly"s and Ben"s chairs. "I don"t know which of you children I"m proudest of," he began.
Everybody stared and laid down knives and forks, while the little doctor, as if he had the happiest sort of a tale to unfold when the proper time came, nodded over to his wife. "I"ve been attending Mrs. Van Ruypen," this time he bobbed his head over toward Mr. King.
"What, is Mrs. Van Ruypen sick?" asked the old gentleman, quickly.
"Got knocked down in the street," the little doctor brought it out jerkily.
When the little Peppers heard that they all started, and Joel exclaimed, "Oh!" and slunk down in his chair, wishing he could go under the table, while old Mr. King started a rapid fire of questions. Little Doctor Fisher, skipping into his seat, replied as fast as he could, till the accident and its result was pretty generally known around the table.
"But what have the children to do with it?" at last demanded Mr. King, in a puzzled way, as he was never able to take his mind off very long from the Peppers and their affairs.
The little doctor burst into a happy laugh, he was so pleased, and it was so very contagious that before long everybody at the table had joined, until any one looking in would have said, "Well, well, it"s no use to wait for Christmas to be jolly, for here we are merry as a grig now!"
"I don"t know in the least what I"m laughing at," said old Mr. King, at last, "but you are enough, Fisher, to start us off always. Now be so good as to tell me what it is all about," and he wiped his eyes.
"Why, the old lady, Mrs. Van Ruypen, whatever her name is, wasn"t so very much hurt," said Ben, his blue eyes shining.
"And it"s so very lovely, Grandpapa," cried Polly, her cheeks very red, and clapping her hands, even if she were at the table.
"It"s prime!" shouted Joel, coming up straight in his chair, his black eyes shining. But at the next remark, down he slid again, wishing he hadn"t said anything.
"Oh, it isn"t that!" said Doctor Fisher, quickly, "I"m glad enough I can fix the old lady up; but it"s my children." Then he set his gla.s.ses straight, which had slipped down his nose, and beamed affectionately on the four faces.
Mrs. Fisher slipped her hand on his tired one, as it rested on his lap.
"What is it, Adoniram?" she asked.
"Why, that old--I mean Mrs. Van Ruypen,--I should just as soon think of a stone gate-post breaking out--says our children helped her, and she"s overcome with grat.i.tude. Think of it, Mary, that old stone post!"
"Oh!" cried Joel, burrowing deeply, till his face was almost obscured.
"And she can"t say enough about them. Wants them to come over to-morrow."
"Ugh!" with that Joel wholly disappeared, sliding down under the table.
"Where are you going, Joe?" Ben exclaimed, and the butler hurrying over, Joel was soon drawn out and installed once more on his chair. This time he was the centre for all eyes.
"Oh, Joel!" Mother Fisher"s delight which had spread over her face died out so suddenly, that Joel blurted out, dreadfully distressed, "I didn"t mean to, Mamsie," and he choked back the tears, not to add to his disgrace.
"Brighten up, Joel," said little Doctor Fisher, cheerily. "We"ll forgive him this time, Mary, for Mrs. Van Ruypen sent her love to him, and particularly wants him to come to-morrow, and--"
"No, no," howled Joel, this time all lost to control, "I was bad to her," and every bit of blood rushed up to his round face.
"Why, she says she was bad to you," observed the little doctor, demurely; "anyway you are to go with the others to-morrow, Joe, so it"s all right, my boy."
V
"THE PRESENTS ALL GO FROM SANTA CLAUS"
Joel protested up to the very last that he couldn"t go to see the big lady in the black silk coat.
"But maybe she won"t have it on," said David, who had been anxiously hanging on Joel"s every word, and surveying his round countenance in fear. Supposing Joel shouldn"t really go! This would be worse than all, and David clasped and unclasped his hands nervously.
"Of course she won"t have it on!" exclaimed Polly, briskly. "Why, the very idea, she wouldn"t wear that in the house!"
"Now you see, Joel," cried David, much relieved, and his face brightening, "she won"t, really, for Polly says so."
"Well, you"ve got to go anyway," declared Ben, in a downright way there was no mistaking. "So say no more, Joe, but get your cap."
The other Pepper children were all in a bunch in the wide hall revolving around Joel, who felt, as long as he postponed getting his coat and cap, he was surely safe from making the awful expedition. But now, seeing Ben"s blue eyes upon him, he set out for the closet in the back hall where the boys" outer garments were kept, grumbling at every step.
"O dear me! This is too dreadful for anything," sighed Polly, sinking down on the last step of the stairs. When Phronsie saw her do this, she hurried over, and snuggled up in her fur-trimmed coat as close as she could get to her side.
"I wish Jasper was home," said Ben, with a long breath, and going across to stand in front of the two.
"So we wish all the time," said Polly, "but then, he can"t come till Friday, and that"s just forever."
Little David, left alone, thought the best thing he could do would be to run after Joel. So he precipitated himself upon that individual, who, just knocking down his cap from its hook, was beginning to prowl around the floor in the corner of the closet.
"Can"t find it," growled Joel, knocking off more things in his irritation.
"Oh, let me!" cried David, delighted to help. "Let me, Joel; I"ll get it!"
"You keep off," cried Joel, lifting a hot, red face; "I"ll get it myself. And I won"t go to see that old woman!" he declared savagely.