"Let her choose which of these kind people she will stay with," Tom advised. "And," he added, in a low voice to Ruth, "we will pay for her support until we can find her father."
"Like fun you will, young feller!" snorted the farmer, overhearing Tom.
"I could not hear of such a thing," said the doctor"s wife.
"I"d like to know what you people think you"re doing?" demanded Miss Timmins, popping out at them suddenly.
"Now, Suse Timmins, we"re a-goin" to do what we neighbors ought to have done long ago. We"re goin" to take this gal----"
"You start anything like that--taking that young one away from her lawful guardeen--an" I"ll get Elnathan Spear after you in a hurry, now I tell ye.
I"ll give you your nevergitovers!"
"If Nate Spear comes to my house, I"ll ask him to pay me for that corn he bought off"n me as long ago as last fall," chuckled the farmer. "Just because you"re own cousin to Nate don"t put _all_ the law an" the gospel on your side, Suse Timmins. I"ll take good care of this girl."
"And so will I, if Bella wants to live with me," said the doctor"s wife.
"Mirandy will be glad to have her."
"And she"d be company for me," rejoined the other neighbor. "I haven"t any children."
"Bella must choose for herself," said Ruth kindly.
"I guess I"ll go with Mr. Perkins," said the actor"s daughter. "Miz Holmes is real nice; but Doctor Holmes gives awful tastin" medicine. I might be sick there and have to take some of it. So I"ll go to Miz Perkins. She has a doctor from Maybridge and he gives candy-covered pellets. I ate some once. Besides, Miz Perkins is lame and can"t get around so spry, and I can do more for her."
"Now listen to that!" exclaimed the farmer. "Ain"t she a noticing child?"
"Well, Mrs. Perkins will be good to her, no doubt," agreed the doctor"s wife.
"I"d like to know what you fresh city folks b.u.t.ted into this thing for!"
demanded Miss Timmins. "If there"s any law in the land----"
"_You"ll_ get it!" promised Tom Cameron.
"Go get anything you own that you want to take with you, Bella," Ruth advised the shrinking child.
With another fearful glance at her aunt, Bella ran upstairs.
Miss Timmins might have started after her, but Tom planted himself before that door. The lout of a boy began bringing in the breakfast for the automobile party. Ruth talked privately with the doctor"s wife and Mr.
Perkins, and forced some money on the woman to be expended for a very necessary outfit of clothing for Bella.
Miss Timmins finally flounced back into the kitchen where they heard her venting her anger and chagrin on the kitchen help. Bella returned bearing an ancient extension bag crammed full of odds and ends. She kissed Ruth and shook hands with the rest of the company before departing with Mr.
Perkins.
The doctor"s wife promised to write to Ruth as soon as anything was heard of Mr. Pike, and the automobile party turned their attention to ham and eggs, stewed potatoes, and griddle cakes.
"Only," said Jennie, sepulchrally, "I hope the viands are not poisoned.
That Miss Timmins would certainly like to give us all our "nevergetovers"."
CHAPTER IX
A DISMAYING DISCOVERY
""The Later Pilgrims" are well out of that trouble," announced Helen, when the cars were underway, the honeymoon car ahead and the other members of the party packed into the bigger automobile.
"And I hope," she added, "that Ruth will find no more waifs and strays."
"Don"t be knocking Ruthie all the time," said Tom, glancing back over his shoulder. "She"s all right."
"And you keep your eyes straight ahead, young man," advised Aunt Kate, "or you will have this heavy car in the ditch."
"Watch out for Henri and Heavy, too," advised Helen. "They do not quite know what they are about and you may run them down. There! See his horizon-blue sleeve steal about her? He"s got only one hand left to steer with. Talk about a perfect thirty-six! It"s lucky Henri"s arm is phenomenally long, or he could never surround _that_ baby!"
"I declare, Helen," laughed Ruth. "I believe you are covetous."
"Well, Henri is an awfully nice fellow--for a Frenchman."
"And you are the damsel who declared you proposed to remain an old maid forever and ever and the year after."
"I can be an old maid and still like the boys, can"t I? All the more, in fact. I sha"n"t have to be true to just one man, which, I believe, would be tedious."
"You should live in that part of New York called Greenwich Village and wear a Russian blouse and your hair bobbed. Those are the kind of bon mots those people throw off in conversation. Light and airy persiflage, it is called," said Tom from the front seat.
"What do you know about such people, Tommy?" demanded his sister.
"There were some co-eds of that breed I met at Cambridge. They were exponents of the "new freedom," whatever that is. Bolshevism, I guess.
Freedom from both law and morals."
"Those are not the kind of girls who are helping in France," said Ruth soberly.
"You said it!" agreed Tom. "That sort are so busy riding hobbies over here that they have no interest in what is going on in Europe unless it may be in Russia. Well, thank heaven, there are comparatively few nuts compared with us sane folks."
Such thoughts as these, however, did not occupy their minds for long. Just as Tom had declared, they were out for fun, and the fun could be found almost anywhere by these blithe young folk.
Ruth"s face actually changed as they journeyed on. She was both "pink and pretty," Helen declared, before they camped at the wayside for luncheon.
The hampers on the big car were crammed with all the necessities of food and service for several meals. There were, too, twin alcohol lamps, a coffee boiler and a teapot.
Altogether they were making a very satisfactory meal and were having a jolly time at the edge of a piece of wood when a big, black wood-ant dropped down Jennie Stone"s back.
At first they did not know what the matter was with her. Her mouth was full, the food in that state of mastication that she could not immediately swallow it.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" choked the plump girl, trying to get both hands at once down the neck of her shirt-waist.
"What _is_ the matter, Heavy?" gasped Helen.