And after further embarra.s.sment, Horatio confessed with a red face,--
"Perhaps I"ll get married myself soon."
"Papa--you don"t mean it!" Milly exclaimed, rather shocked, and inclined to think it was one of Horatio"s raw jokes.
"Why not?... I ain"t as old as some, if I"m not as young as others."
"Who is the lady?"
"A fine young woman!... I"ve known her well for years, and I can tell you she"ll make the right sort of wife for any man."
"Who can it be?" demanded Milly, now quite excited, and running over in her mind all of her father"s female acquaintance, which was not extensive.
"Miss Simpson," Horatio said. "Expect you don"t remember Josephine Simpson--she was the young woman who was in the office when I had the coffee business."
"That woman!" Milly gasped, remembering vividly now the sour, keen scrutiny the bookkeeper had given her the last time she had been in the office of the tea and coffee business. It must have been Miss Simpson who had stood a little to one side behind her father at the funeral. The thin-faced woman had a familiar look, but in her best clothes Milly had not recognized her.
Horatio resented the tone of his daughter"s exclamation.
"Let me tell you, Milly," he a.s.serted with dignity, "there are few better women living on this earth than "that woman." She"s looked after a sick mother and a younger sister all her life, and now I mean she shall have somebody look after her."
The little man rose an inch bodily with his intention.
"I think it"s very nice of you, papa."
"Nice of me! An old hulks like me?... I guess it"s nice of her to let me.... We"ll make out all right. Will you come to the wedding?" he concluded with a laugh.
"Of course--and I"m so glad for you, really glad, papa. I hope Josephine"ll make you very happy."
And she kissed her father.
On her way back to the city Milly laughed aloud several times with amus.e.m.e.nt mingled with relief. "Who would have thought it--and with such a scarecrow!" She stopped at the _Star_ to tell Jack the news. They had lunch together and laughed again and again at "love"s young dream."
"He won"t be lonely now!" Milly said.
"I suppose he had to have some woman attached to him," her husband mused; "when a man has reached his age and has had "em about always--"
"Well, I like that!" Milly pouted.
"Anyway, that let"s us out," was the final comment of both upon the approaching nuptials of Horatio.
It was not the only surprise that the little old lady"s death provided the young couple with. It was discovered that she had made a will, and, what was still more wonderful, that she had really something to will!
Various savings-bank books were found neatly tied up with string in her drawer below a pile of handkerchiefs. The will said, after duly providing for the care of her grave, "To my beloved granddaughter, I give and bequeath the residue of my estate," which upon examination of the bank-books was found to be rather more than three thousand dollars all told.
"To me!!" Milly almost shouted when her father read the slip of paper to her. She was divided in her astonishment between surprise that there should be any money left, and that the little old lady, who had fought her all her life, should give it all to "her beloved granddaughter."
Bragdon could not appreciate the full irony of the situation.
"And why not to you?" he asked.
"You don"t know grandma!" Milly replied oracularly, feeling that any attempt to explain would be useless.--And, it may be added, Milly did not know her grandmother, either. She could no more appreciate the steady, stern self-denial that had gone to the gathering of that three thousand dollars than she could the nature of a person who would nag for twenty years the girl she meant to endow. That also belonged among the puritan traits, as well as a sneaking admiration for the handsome, self-willed, extravagant granddaughter.
"She ought to have left it to you," Milly said to her father.
"I guess she thought she had done enough for me already," Horatio said lightly. "She knew about Josephine, too--expect she thought the green parlor furniture would be the right thing for us. Josephine"s likely to appreciate that more"n you, Milly!"
Milly was amply content with this division.
Husband and wife lay awake for long hours that night, in a flutter of excitement, discussing Milly"s marvellous windfall.
"Just think," Milly cried, snuggling very close to her husband. "We"ll go abroad as soon as we can pack up, shan"t we? And you will paint! And all thanks to poor old grandma."
"It _is_ luck," the artist agreed thankfully.
"And I brought it to you--poor little me, without a _sou_!... Three thousand ought to last a long time."
(Milly was invariably optimistic about the expansibility of money.)
"It"ll be a good starter, anyway," her husband agreed, "and before it"s gone I ought to be making good."
So that night two very happy married people went to sleep in each other"s arms to dream of a wonderful future.
III
ON BOARD SHIP
At last Milly was tucked up in a steamer chair beside her artist husband, on board the old _Augusta Victoria_, bound for Europe, that exhaustless haven of romance where with or without an excuse all good Americans betake themselves when they can....
The last few weeks had been exciting ones. It had begun with Horatio"s wedding to the homely bookkeeper, which Milly dutifully attended with her husband. In spite of the very handsome rug that they had sent the couple, Mrs. Horatio preserved a cold demeanor towards her husband"s daughter, as if she still suspected the young woman of designs upon Horatio and had married him for the sole purpose of protecting him for the future from this rapacious creature. Milly, quickly perceiving the situation, mischievously redoubled her demonstration over poor Horatio, who was visibly torn between his loyalties.
"Lord, what a sour face she has!" Milly commented to her husband, when they had left the bride and groom. "Poor old Dad, I hope she"ll let him smoke!... Why do you suppose he married her?"
"To have some one to work for," Bragdon, who was not without a sense of humor, suggested.
"He might at least have found somebody better looking."
"She looks capable, at any rate."
Milly made a face. She did not like this appreciation of another woman"s capability by her husband....
Then came the farewell visits of old friends, who all wished the two venturers great good luck and sadly prophesied they would never return to the city by the lake. Milly was tearful over their departure, but a delirious week in New York that followed did much to efface this sentimental grief. Jack kept finding old friends at every corner, who welcomed him "back to civilization" uproariously, and Milly felt fairly launched on her new career already. A very good-natured Big Brother-in-law took them to Sherry"s for dinner, and, charmed by his new sister, spontaneously offered to increase their small h.o.a.rd by another thousand, with the promise of still more help, in case their "stake" ran out before the two years of Europe they planned had brought results.
Finally an old college acquaintance of Jack"s, who had made his debut in literature successfully and was engaged to provide a woman"s magazine with one of his tender stories with a p.r.o.nounced "heart interest,"