"Perhaps," responded Janice, "but "t will be very different.
I know he"ll--well, he"ll be abrupt and--and excited, and will--his sentences will not be well thought out before-hand.
Now Penrhyn would have spoken at length and feelingly.
"T would have been monstrously enjoyable."
"At least thee"ll find out who Thalia is."
"Oh, Tibbie, I fear me I sha"n"t dare. I tried to ask Mr.
Taggart, who, being college-bred, ought to know, but I was so afraid she was a wicked woman, that I began to blush before I"d so much as got out the first word. I wish I was pale and delicate like Prissy Glover. "T is mortifying to be so healthy."
"Thy waist is at least two inches smaller than hers, when "t is properly laced."
"But I have red cheeks," moaned Janice," and, oh, Tibbie, at times I have such an appet.i.te!"
"Oh, Jan! so have I," confided Miss Drinker in the lowest of whispers, as if fearing even the walls. "Sometimes when the men are round, I"d eat twice as much but for the fear they "d think me coa.r.s.e and--"
"Gemini, yes!" a.s.sented Janice, when the speaker paused.
"Many and many "s the time I"ve wanted more. But "t is all right as long as the men don"t know that we do."
"Here "s the sleigh," interrupted Tabitha, going to the door.
"Come out quickly, while thy father is having the stirrup cup, and I"ll ask him about Thalia."
"Oh, will you?" joyfully cried Janice. "Tibbie, you"re a--"
Miss Meredith"s speech was stopped by the two coming within hearing of the redemptioner, who promptly removed his cap. ""T will be good to have you back at Greenwood, Miss Janice," he said with a bow.
"How gracefully he does it!" whispered Tabitha, as they approached the sleigh. Then aloud she asked, "Charles, wilt tell me who--who--who was chosen captain of the "Invincibles"?"
The question brought a scowl to the man"s face, and both girls held their breath, expecting an outbreak of temper, while Tabitha to herself bemoaned that so unfortunate a subject sprang first into her thoughts to replace the question she dared not put. But before the groom replied, the scowl changed suddenly into a look of amus.e.m.e.nt, and when he spoke, it was to say,--
""T is past belief, Miss Tabitha, except they want to save their skins by never fighting. "T was Joe Bagby the b.u.mpkins chose--a fellow I"ve knocked down without his resenting it. A cotswold lion, who works his way by jokes and by hand-shakes. He "s the best friend of every one who ever lived, and I make no doubt, if a British regiment appears, he"ll say he loves the lobsters too much to lead the "Invincibles"
against them."
"No doubt," agreed Tibbie. "Canst tell me also who-- who--how Clarion is?"
But this question was never answered, for the squire appeared at this point, and the sleigh was quickly speeding towards Greenwood. It was after dark when it drew up at its destination, for the spring thaw was beginning, and the roads soft and deep. Janice was so stiff with the long sitting and the cold that she needed help both in alighting and in climbing the porch steps. This the groom gave her, and when she was safely in front of the parlor fire, he a.s.sisted in the removing of her wraps, while Mrs. Meredith performed a like service for the squire in the hallway.
"Dost remember your question, Miss Janice," asked Charles, "just as you drove away from Greenwood?"
"Yes."
"She was one of the three graces."
"Was she very beautiful?"
"The ancients so held her, but they had never seen you, Miss Janice."
The girl had turned away as she nonchalantly asked the last question, and so Charles could not see the charmingly demure smile that her face a.s.sumed, nor the curve of the lips, and perhaps it was fortunate for him that he did not. Yet all Miss Meredith said was,--
"Not that I cared to know, but I knew Tibbie would be curious."
XVI A VARIETY OF CONTRACTS
The spring thaw set in in earnest the day after the squire"s return to Greenwood, and housed the family for several days. No sooner, however, did the roads become something better than troughs of mud than the would-be a.s.semblyman set actively to work for his canva.s.s of the county, daily riding forth to make personal calls on the free and enlightened electors, in accordance with the still universal British custom of personal solicitation. What he saw and heard did not tend to improve his temper, for the news that the Parliament was about to vote an extension to the whole country of the punitive measures. .h.i.therto directed against Ma.s.sachusetts had lighted a flame from one end of the land to the other. The last election had been with difficulty carried by the squire, and now the prospect was far more gloomy.
When a realising sense of the conditions had duly dawned on the not over-quick mind of the master of Greenwood, he put pride in his pocket and himself astride of Joggles, and rode of an afternoon to Boxley, as the Hennions" place was named. Without allusion to their last interview, he announced to the senior of the house that he wished to talk over the election.
"He, he, he!" snickered Hennion. "Kinder gettin" anxious, heigh? I calkerlated yer "d find things sorter pukish."
"Tush!" retorted Meredith, making a good pretence of confidence. ""T is mostly wind one hears, and "t will be another matter at the poll. I rid over to say that tho" we may not agree in private matters, "t is the business of the gentry to make head together against this madness."
"I see," snarled Hennion. "My boy ain"t good enuf fer yer gal, but my votes is a different story, heigh?"
"Votes for votes is my rule," rejoined the squire. "The old arrangement, say I. My tenants vote for ye, and yours for me."
"Waal, this year theer "s ter be a differ," chuckled Hennion.
"I"ve agreed ter give my doubles ter Joe, an" he"s ter give hisn ter me."
"Joe! What Joe?"
"Joe Bagby."
"What!" roared the squire. "Art mad, man? That good-for-nothing scamp run for a.s.sembly?"
"Joe ain"t no fool," a.s.serted Hennion. "An" tho" his edication and grammer ain"t up ter yers an" mine, squire, he thinks so like the way folks ere jest naow a-thinkin" thet it looks ter me as if he wud be put in."
"The country is going to the devil!" groaned Mr. Meredith.
"And ye"ll throw your doubles for that worthless--"
"I allus throw my doubles fer the man as kin throw the most doubles fer me," remarked Hennion. "An" I ain"t by no means sartin haow many doubles yer kin split this year."
"Pox me, the usual number!"
"Do yer leaseholds all pay theer rents?"
"Some have dropped behind, but as soon as there "s law in the land again they"ll come to the rightabout."
"Exactly," sn.i.g.g.e.red Hennion. "As soon as theer "s law.
But when "s thet "ere goin" ter be? Mark me, the tenants who dare refuse ter pay theer rent, dare vote agin theer landlord.
An" as Joe Bagby says he"ll do his durndest ter keep the courts closed, I guess the delinquents will think he"s theer candidate. Every man as owes yer money, squire, will vote agin yer, come election day."
"And ye"ll join hands with these thieves and vote with Bagby in a.s.sembly?"
"Guess I mought do wus. But if thet "ere "s displeasin"
ter yer, jest blame yerself for "t."
"How reason ye that, man?"