"I"ve investigated the Fat Lady--no good. They don"t let go-carts in, and there weren"t any outside. But, of course, I can go the whole figure, to make sure. I"ll go all the whole figures. Can"t you trust me?"
"We can. Come, children. I"ll coach you on Wonderland, so if Evangeline is there you"ll know what she is seeing! Gryphons, Mock "Turkles," Mad Hatters--a circus within a circus! It"s so much like Evangeline to find that White Rabbit hole!" Miss Theodosia clung determinedly to a cheerful view of the situation. But, secretly, she worried. As the time went on, she worried harder. Two babies--one wheeling the other! What was Evangeline but a baby?
Miss Theodosia took the two little surviving Flaggs to her own home and plied them with goodies--many goodies. She unearthed from hiding-places candied ginger and guava jelly; she invented toys for the deaf little Flagg and occupations for Stefana. She found a dog-eared copy of "Alice," dear to her own childhood, and read to Stefana--anything to occupy the waiting. It was long waiting!
It grew dark. Once Miss Theodosia heard heavy steps trying painstakingly to be light ones. She found the Man Person outside the door.
"Nothing yet? You haven"t any trace--" It was needless asking.
"You don"t think--"
"Of course, I don"t think! Nothing on earth could happen to those kiddies."
"Automobiles--"
"Aren"t allowed on the grounds, and you couldn"t have got Evangeline off the grounds with a tackle and falls. I know what I think."
"Then tell it--mercy gracious!"
"I think it"s Evangeline that"s happened. Mark my words! Now I"m going back again. I just came to--I suppose I thought I was coming to relieve your mind!" He laughed sorrily and softly.
"Oh, go--yes, go! It"s--it"s long past Elly Precious" bedtime." He could hear soft sobbing as he went away. Miss Theodosia was mourning for her baby. The Man Person"s throat tightened; he broke into a run.
Stefana met Miss Theodosia at an inner door. She had her hat on and Carruthers by the hand.
"I"m going home to put him to bed. I--I shan"t look at the clothes basket. But if Elly Precious is dead, I"ll put wh-white ribbons on the h-handles!" With a moan, Stefana threw herself into the kind arms of Elly Precious" friend who loved him, too!
"Hush, dear! Elly Precious isn"t dead, but I hope he is asleep.
Evangeline, I know, will take care of him. Let"s trust Evangeline."
"Maybe she"s dead, too!"
"Stefana! I"m disappointed. I thought you were a brave girl."
"I am!" sobbed Stefana, gathering herself together. Miss Theodosia watched her go quietly away, hand in hand with the little brother that was left. But Miss Theodosia was no longer brave. Sudden terrors seized upon her. She remembered how round and white Elly Precious was--how he showed the little teeth that had got through--how he had loved to watch Evangeline dance, through the window.
"Theodosia Baxter, I"m disappointed! I thought you were a brave girl."
As she stood in the moist darkness, a sound came to her--too soft for a man-sound. It grew a very little more distinct.
"Miss Theodosia--sh! he"s gettin" ready to go off. I want him to go off soon"s I get him home--I don"t want to "xcite him. I jus" came to tell you--"
"Evangeline! Have you got him there?"
The softest of giggles. "Why, of course! He"s too valuable to leave anywheres. Leave a Best Baby! That"s the s"prise! He"s a prize baby, Elly Precious is! I"ve got it in my pocket!"
CHAPTER VII
"I"ve got to take him home an" bed him down!" Horsey little Evangeline!
"Then I"ll come back an" show it to you. Isn"t it puffectly elegant that he took a prize! We"ve had the best time!" And in the darkness Miss Theodosia heard soft, retreating steps and the faintest creak of wheels.
Left alone, she leaned for support on the porch pillar, overcome by the Evangelineness of Evangeline. And they had all had so far from the "best time"--they had suffered so!
"Mercy gracious!" sighed Miss Theodosia weakly, but aloud.
"What did I tell you?" The Man Person"s voice! What kind of a ghostly night was this? "Didn"t I say it was Evangeline that had happened, "mark my words"? Well, wasn"t it?"
"Tell me instantly how she "happened"! I"m all in the dark."
"Same here. Can"t see an inch before my nose. If we had a lamp--"
"Didn"t she tell you? Didn"t she come home with you?"
"No--no, I came home with her. Behind her--she didn"t know. Wanted to let her do the whole thing alone. I confess I was curious."
"Curious! After hunting hours and hours--"
""Curious--after--hunting--hours--and hours,"" he intoned. She could hear him getting ready to laugh. "The moment I caught sight of the little imp, I forgot I was tired. Whatever she"s been up to, it"s something interesting. May I wait and hear her tell about it?"
"Of course you may! I should think you"d earned admittance." Miss Theodosia was sizzling gently with perfectly natural irritation. Now that her baby was safe, she had leisure to be irritated.
"Come and rest in the easiest chair you can find. When I think--"
"Don"t think! Let"s just have cups of tea and wait for the show to begin."
"But why aren"t you cross? I am."
The man-voice in the dark was soothing.
"Oh, no, you only think you are, dear lady. You are deceiving yourself.
Crossness and--er--nerve-itis are two very different diseases (you note I term them both diseases). I speak as One Who Did Once Know."
Miss Theodosia, on her way for cups of tea, paused in her dim doorway.
"Diseases change so. In ten years--"
"In ten years "nerve-itis" has lost none of its pep--rather annexed more. It may have another name."
"Nerve-itus Dance," murmured the voice in the doorway. "That"s it--that"s what I was having when you came. I don"t think I am quite over the attack yet."
"Three lumps of sugar dissolved in a cup of tea," prescribed the man-voice promptly. "Repeat the dose in five minutes. Never known to fail. As a preventive of--er--contagion, it is well for any also who have been exposed--"
"I"ll have it there in a minute. The kettle"s boiling," called Miss Theodosia from interior regions. She came back presently with a tray lit by a tiny flare of candle-light.
""How far that little candle throws his beams-- So shines a good deed in a naughty world""