"Mercy gracious!"
She opened them hurriedly at the soft collision of herself with Evangeline.
"Who is it? Is it the baby? I"ve sent for the doctor." Half-remembered, half-read first aids crowded her mind confusedly. Warm water and mustard--that was for hemorrhage--no, no--poison! But did you apply it inside or out? What was that about laying the patient up hill--feet higher--or was it feet lower--down hill?
"Take me there, quick! We must do what we can till the doct--oh, the poor baby!"
"Mercy gracious goodness! Elly Precious is eatin" bread an" mola.s.ses.
He"s only et one slice, an" most o" that"s on his outside. They aint"
an"thing worse"n mola.s.ses the matter with El--"
"There! Oh, there!" As another mournful cry split the air.--"Oh, that!
What is it? Who is it?"
"Mercy gra--why, that"s Carruthers bein" a steam whistle. Did he scare you? He does do it pretty loud when he"s gettin" up steam; you see, he don"t know how loud he does it, because he"s deaf o" hearin". We can"t bear to lower him, but we only let him be a steam whistle for a treat--when he"s "specially good--Mother said to. Stefana found him washin" his face "free greatest" this mornin", so she let him--.Quick, shut your ears! He"s goin" off again!"
"But, this time, Miss Theodosia heard, unalarmed. To her own surprise, she listened almost enjoyingly. To be able to make a noise like that!
The sheer vitality and youth of it compelled admiration.
"If I could do that--" began Miss Theodosia"s thought, then broke off hastily as the mental vision of herself in the act of bein" a steam whistle appeared to her.
"You do it this way," explained Evangeline, inserting a forefinger in each corner of her mouth and preparing to steam-whistle.
"No, no, I don"t do it any way!" Miss Theodosia protested smilingly. "Do you think--do you think, perhaps, he has been sufficiently rewarded for washing his own face, now? Because, you see, I have callers on my porch."
"Mercy gracious--I see "em! I"ll go right an" stop Carruthers! That"s what Stefana said--that we"d ought to remember you wasn"t in Europe now."
"I think I could hear steam whistles there!" Miss Theodosia smiled. But Evangeline"s sober mind continued its line of thought.
"Stefana says if you"ll hang somethin" red out when you"re asleep, or got callers, or anythin", then she"ll make us play funeral."
"Oh, no--not that!" No red flag of warning could justify playing funeral.
"Well, Hold-Your-Breath, then. We can"t make much noise holding our breaths! Stefana"s the champion Hold-Your-Breath-er. You take an awful long breath--this way--" But, already, Miss Theodosia was on her way home. She found her callers moving agitatedly about. "Central asked what doctor, and for the life of me I couldn"t remember a living doctor"s name in this town. "Anybody," I told her. "Tell him to come quick; somebody must be dying over to the little Flagg place."
Miss Theodosia lifted a hand to stem the tide of Mrs. Andrew"s words.
"He"s stopped dying--listen! It"s all quiet now; it was only play. I"ll head Central off. Excuse me a minute--I mean, another minute!"
But Central had done her work well--beyond heading-off. Already an automobile was speeding up the road; behind it clattered a hurriedly-driven buggy. Miss Theodosia saw them both stopping at the little Flagg place. She smiled. She was not needed over there to make any explanations or apologies--Evangeline was there!
CHAPTER III
She sat on her porch after the visitors had gone, thinking strange Miss Theodosia thoughts. A man, coming up her front path and lifting a soft felt hat, interrupted the strangest thought of all.
"I beg your pardon. Is this where somebody needs help? I was told--"
Miss Theodosia laughed outright.
"I do need help. Were you ever a steam whistle? You put two fingers in your mouth, one in each corner--I was trying to get up my courage to do it!"
The felt hat rolled down the steps, the stranger needing both his hands.
"Like this?"
"Ye-s. I never saw a steam whistle, you know. That was what I was wishing."
"Heard one? Because I can give a demonstration."
"Don"t!" Miss Theodosia shut her ears.
"I heard one--demonstration. I thought some one was dying, at least."
"Oh, that was the "help wanted!" I see. My services are not required, then; it was a false alarm."
Miss Theodosia was on her feet, remembering her manners. "It was a true enough alarm; won"t you sit down? I think my nerves need a doctor."
"Did I call myself a doctor? I am a reformed doctor, madam. It is some years since I got out. But I thought, in a very urgent case--fits, you know, or something like that--Thank you, I won"t sit down. My work calls me."
Miss Theodosia inclined her head politely, but curiosity seized her. How curious she was getting about many things!
"I wish I knew--" she began.
"Yes, madam?"
"What work "calls" reformed doctors. After they are--out."
The stranger"s big, unharnessed laugh was almost startling to Miss Theodosia. Why? She had never heard just such a big, unharnessed laugh before. She had heard a big harnessed laugh--when? Before she could answer her own thought, or the stranger could answer her spoken query, a hurry of small feet sounded. Only Evangeline"s feet could break speed limits like that.
"Oh, Miss Theodosia--oh, I don"t want to int"rupt, but just soon"s he"s gone--"
"He"s gone," sighed Miss Theodosia, as the child came up. "You mustn"t interrupt again, that way, unless it"s a very urgent case--fits or something." In spite of proper vexation, she smiled. "Who was that man, Evangeline, that just went away?"
"Oh, I don"t know--I wasn"t acquainted with his back; that"s every speck o" him I saw. Oh! oh! oh!"
"Evangeline Flagg, what is the matter now?"
""D you ever do up a man, Miss Theodosia? Stiff--awful stiff? Stefana says it"s bad enough to do women up. She"s havin" a dreadful time! We can"t get the stiffness out; I been helpin". It stands up alone!"
Suddenly, without warning, Evangeline went off into a series of shrill shrieks.
"Stop me! Stop me! Don"t l-let Stefana hear me! Don"t l-let me laugh!"
This was an urgent case--fits or something, surely! Miss Theodosia"s eyes sought the horizon for a reformed doctor. In lack of one, she shook Evangeline.
"Stop at once! Make yourself stop; count ten!"