CHAPTER x.x.xVIII.
A BLOW FOR FRANK.
"Eh? What"s that?" exclaimed Miss Abigail, who entered the library just in time to catch Inza"s words.
"Frank Merriwell has had the impudence to call here to see me--as soon as this!" flared Inza, her face flaming.
"Eh?" exclaimed Miss Abigail, once more. "Impudence?"
"Yes--insolence! After he did not keep his promise to me!"
Rob Marline was greatly interested, although he pretended not to notice what was going on.
"Oh, well, dear," said the spinster, "you must not blame him."
"But I do!"
"You do not know the circ.u.mstances."
"I know he broke his promise, and I know I"ll never speak to him again as long as I live--never!"
"You think so now, but----"
"I shall think so always."
"Don"t be foolish, child! Mr. Merriwell is a splendid young man, and you----"
"I will not see him! That is all."
Then Inza again instructed the servant to tell Mr. Merriwell that she would not see him.
"If you won"t see him, I will," said Miss Abigail. "Is he in the parlor?
I"ll go to him."
"Now, aunt!" cried Inza, catching her arm, "you need not try to fix anything up. He broke his promise to me, and I said I"d never speak to him again. I meant it! He may just stay away, for I don"t want to see him. Tell him so for me."
"All right, I will, but I"m going to tell him you"re all fluttered, and don"t know what you"re talking about."
So Miss Gale went to see Frank in the parlor, while Inza remained in the library.
Paula was not hard-hearted, for all that she had declared she hated Frank Merriwell, and, when she saw Inza was in earnest about not seeing Frank, she drew her aside, and said:
"Perhaps you had better see him. I don"t want to be the cause of a misunderstanding between you."
"Don"t let that worry you," said Inza, with affected lightness. "I don"t want anything to do with a fellow who cares so little for me that he will break a pledge the way Mr. Merriwell did."
"But--but he was loyal to his colors and his college."
"Which shows he thinks more of his old college than he does of me. I have said I"d never speak to him again, and you shall see that I can keep my word."
Paula was distressed, for she began to think herself responsible for the misunderstanding between Frank and Inza. She knew Inza well enough, however, to realize it was useless to attempt to reason with her when her mind was set on anything. The more one tried to reason, the more set she became.
Rob Marline had taken in all that pa.s.sed, although he pretended to be interested in Jack Benjamin"s talk about the football game.
Marline felt elated, for he saw Merriwell had done something to turn against him this pretty girl, who was Paula"s friend. At first glance, this Yale student from South Carolina had been strongly impressed by Inza"s appearance, and there was something about her spirit and her manners that impressed him more and more.
"If I could cut Merriwell out with her!" he thought. "Ah! that would be a rich revenge! But Paula might object! Never mind; I"ve given Paula no particular reason to think I am stuck on her. If she is stuck on me, it"s not my fault. There is no reason why I should not try to catch on with Miss Burrage."
He compared Inza and Paula, and he saw that the former was far the handsomer girl. She had a strikingly attractive face with large dark eyes, red lips and perfect teeth, while the color that came and went in her cheeks told the tale of perfect health. He could see that she was destined to become the kind of a young lady who always creates a sensation when she enters a drawing-room and causes men to turn and look after her on the street.
The more Marline thought it over, the firmer became his determination to do his best to win Inza from Frank Merriwell. He laughed to himself when he thought what a revenge that would be upon the fellow he hated.
"What are you laughing at?" cried Benjamin, somewhat offended. "I tell you Harvard would have won in a walk if it hadn"t been for that fellow Merriwell."
"Beg pardon," said Marline, quickly. "Did I laugh? Excuse me. Still, I think you overestimate Merriwell."
"Not a bit of it. He"s the best man on the Yale eleven. Besides that, he is one of the best baseball pitchers who ever twirled a ball. He has done more for Yale sports and athletics than any one man ever did before in the same length of time."
"He had the opportunities to-day," said Marline. "That"s how he happened to do so much."
"He made the opportunities," declared Benjamin. "What kind of an opportunity was it when three of our men piled upon him and he carried them more than fifteen yards? That was something wonderful!"
"Don"t speak so loud, Jack," cautioned Paula. "He is in the parlor, and he might hear you."
"Well, I"m sure I"m not saying anything that could offend him."
"It might give him the swelled head," put in Marline.
Inza turned on him like a flash.
"It is evident you do not know him very well, Mr. Marline," she said, severely. "Frank Merriwell never gets the swelled head."
Marline was somewhat embarra.s.sed, but, with the utmost suavity, he bowed to her, smoothly saying:
"It is possible I do not know him very well, as you say; but I am sure almost any fellow might be in danger of getting a touch of swelled head had he done the things Mr. Merriwell did to-day."
He said this so gracefully that Inza"s threatened anger was averted, and she fell to chatting with him, much to his satisfaction.
They were standing close together, talking earnestly, Marline supporting himself by leaning on the back of a chair, when Frank left the parlor, saying to Miss Gale that he must hasten to catch a train back to New Haven.
The library door opened into the hall, and Frank saw Inza chatting with Rob Marline in a manner that seemed very friendly and familiar. The sight gave him a start, and the hot blood rushed to his cheeks.
Inza knew Frank had seen them, but she did not turn to look at him. She began to laugh in her most bewitching manner, as if amused very much at something Marline had said, and leaned a little nearer her companion.
Frank seemed dazed. The sight of Rob Marline in that house chatting thus with Inza seemed a revelation to him. All at once, he fancied he understood the situation--fancied he knew why Inza had not wished him to play on the Yale football team.
"We shall be in New Haven the last of the week, Mr. Merriwell," said Miss Abigail. "She"ll get over it by that time, and we"ll call. It"s nothing but a foolish whim."