Then he succ.u.mbed utterly. She was radiant. Roses? They bloomed in her round cheeks! Dear Lord, what full-blown flowers they were! d.i.c.kie Blue went daft with love of Peggy Lacey. No caution now! A flame of love and devotion! Splendor clothed the boy.
"What ails you?" said Peggy defiantly. "You is starin" at me most rudely."
d.i.c.kie Blue"s mounting love thrilled and troubled him with a protective concern.
"You isn"t ill, is you?" he demanded.
"Ill!" she scoffed. "I never felt better in all my life. An" why d"ye ask me that?"
"You"re flushed."
"I"m sorry," she replied demurely, "that you"ve a distaste for the color in my cheeks. I wish I might be able t" rub it off t" suit ye."
He smiled.
"I never seed ye so rosy afore," said he. "You"re jus" bloomin" like a flower, Peggy."
"Ah, well," the mendacious little creature replied, with an indifferent shrug of her soft shoulders, "mostly I"m not rosy at all, but there"s days when I is. I"m sorry you"re offended by rosy cheeks like mine. I"ll try not t" have it happen again when you"re about."
"I"m not offended, Peggy."
There was that in d.i.c.kie Blue"s voice to make Peggy Lacey"s heart flutter.
"No?" says she.
"Far from it."
"I--I"m s"prised!"
"You--you is jus" beautiful the night, Peggy!"
"The night?"
"An" always was an" always will be!"
"I can"t believe ye think it."
d.i.c.kie Blue went close to Peggy then. "Peggy," said he, "was there a ring in the wee box I fetched you the night?"
"No, sir."
"Is you betrothed, Peggy?"
Peggy dropped her head to hide the tears. She was more afraid than ever. Yet she must listen, she knew, and reply with courage and truth.
"I--I"m not," she faltered.
"G.o.d be thanked!" said d.i.c.kie Blue. "Ah, Peggy, Peggy," he whispered, "I loves you!"
"You mustn"t say it, d.i.c.kie!"
"I can"t help myself."
All at once Peggy Lacey"s conscience submerged her spirit in a flood of reproaches. There was no maid more false in all the world, she knew, than her own wicked self.
"d.i.c.kie," she began, "I--I----"
"Has you no word o" love for me, Peggy? I--I jus" crave it, Peggy, with all my heart. Yes, I do!"
"Stay jus" where you is!" Peggy sobbed. "Don"t you budge a inch, d.i.c.kie! I"ll be back in a minute."
With that she fled. She vanished, indeed, in full flight, into that chamber whence she had issued radiantly rosy a few moments before, once more abandoning d.i.c.kie Blue to an interval of salutary reflection. To intrude in pursuit, of course--for the whole troop of us to intrude, curious and gaping, upon those swift measures which Peggy Lacey was impetuously executing in relief of the shafts of her accusing conscience--would be a breach of manners too gross even to contemplate; but something may be inferred from a significant confusion of sounds which the closed door failed altogether to conceal. There was clink of pitcher and basin; there was a great splash of water, as of water being poured with no caution to confine it to the receptacle provided to receive it; there was the thump of a pitcher on the floor; and there was more splashing, then a violent agitation, and the trickle and drip of water, and a second and a third violent agitation of the liquid contents of what appeared to be a porcelain bowl--the whole indicating that the occupant of the chamber was washing her face in haste with a contrite determination to make a thorough success of the ablution. And there was silence, broken by gasps and stifled sobs--doubtless a vigorous rubbing was in course; and then the door was flung open from within, and Peggy Lacey dashed resolutely in the direction of the kitchen.
A moment later Peggy Lacey confronted d.i.c.kie Blue. She was reckless; she was defiant. She was tense; she was piercing.
"Look at me!" she commanded.
d.i.c.kie Blue was mild and smiling. "I"m lookin"," said he. "I can look no other where."
"Is you lookin" close?"
"Ay. My look"s hungry for the sight o" your dear face. I"m blind with admiration. I wants t" gaze forever."
"Where"s my roses now?"
"They"ve fled. What matter?"
"Ay--fled! An" where?"
"They"ve retreated whence they came so prettily. "Tis a lure o" that sweet color t" come an" go."
Peggy gasped.
"Whence they came!" she faltered. "Ah, where did they come from, d.i.c.kie? Don"t ye know?"
"A while gone you was flushed with a pretty modesty," d.i.c.kie replied, smiling indulgent explanation, "an" now you is pale with a sad fright at my rough love-makin"."
"I"m not frightened at all. Look at my nose!"
""Tis the sauciest little k.n.o.b in the world!"
"Look with care. Count "em!"
"Count what?"
"There"s three freckles on it."
"Ay?"