"Poor dear aunty, she"s at her wits" end, sometimes, to know what to do with me. And, by that same token, here she comes. Speak of somebody, and he"ll appear, you know."
Mrs. Gower opened the door, flushed and palpitating with her walk up-stairs. Poor Mrs. Gower was "waxing fat" with years; and it was no easy task for her to toil her way up the long staircase of Sunset Hall.
"Oh, Gipsy, my dear!" she exclaimed, all in a glow of pleasurable excitement, "guess who"s come!"
"Who, who?" cried Gipsy, eagerly.
"Archie!"
Up sprang Gipsy, flew past Mrs. Gower, and was down the stairs in a twinkling.
"Archie! who the deuce is he?" thought the young midshipman, with a jealous twinge.
"You seem to have brought Miss Gower pleasant news," he remarked, by way of drawing her out, after he had answered her inquiries about his health.
"Why, yes, it"s natural she should be glad to meet her old playmate,"
replied the unsuspecting old lady.
"Ah! her old playmate. Then she has known him for a long time?"
"Yes; they were children together, grew up together, and were always fond of one another. It has always been my dearest wish to see them united; and I dare say they will be yet."
The youth"s face was turned to the window as she spoke, or good Mrs.
Gower might have been startled by his paleness. As he asked no more questions, the worthy old lady began to think he might wish to be left to himself; so, after a few general directions to be sure and take care of himself and not catch cold, she quitted the room.
Meantime, Archie and Gipsy were holding a very animated conversation in the parlor below. Archie was relating how he had undertaken a very important case, that would call him from home for four or five months; and that, when it was over, he would be rich enough to set up an establishment for himself, and return to St. Mark"s to claim his little bride.
"And now, Gipsy," he concluded, "what mischief have you been perpetrating since I saw you last? Who have you locked up, or shot, or ran away with since?"
In reply, Gipsy related the story of the wreck, and went into ecstasies on the beauty of Mr. Harry Danvers, U. S. N. Archie listened with a savage frown, that grew perceptibly more savage every moment. Gipsy saw it, and maliciously praised him more and more.
"Oh, Archie, he"s the handsomest fellow I ever met. So agreeable and polite, with such a beautiful, melancholy countenance!"
"Oh, curse his melancholy countenance!"
"For shame, sir! How can you speak so of my friends? But it"s just like you. You always were a cross, disagreeable old thing--now then!"
"Yes; I"m not such a sweet seraph as this agreeable and polite young son of Neptune," said Mr. Rivers, with a withering sneer. "Just let me catch sight of his "beautiful, melancholy countenance," and maybe I"ll spoil its beauty for him."
"Now, Archie, you"re real hateful. I"m sure you"ll like him when you see him."
"Like him! Yes, I"d like to blow his brains out."
"No, you mustn"t, either; he"s too handsome to be killed. Oh, Archie, when he laughs he looks so charming!"
"Confound him! _I"ll_ make him laugh on the other side of his mouth!"
growled the exasperated Archie.
"He"s got _such_ a sweet mouth and _such_ lovely white teeth!" continued the tantalizing fairy.
"I wish he and his white teeth were at the bottom of the Red Sea!" burst out Archie, in a rage.
"Why, Mr. Rivers, you"re positively jealous!" said Gipsy, looking very much surprised indeed.
"Jealous! Yes, I should think so. You are enough to drive any one jealous. Suppose I began raving about young ladies--their "melancholy countenances," and "sweet mouths," and "white teeth," and all such stuff--how would you like it, I want to know?"
"Why, I shouldn"t care."
"You wouldn"t? Oh, Jupiter Olympus! Only hear _that_!" exclaimed Archie, striding up and down in a towering pa.s.sion. "That shows all you care about _me_! Going and falling in love with the first old tarry sailor you meet! I won"t endure it! I"ll blow my brains out--I"ll----"
"Well, don"t do it in the house, then. Pistols make a noise, and might disturb Mr. Danvers."
Archie fell into a chair with a deep groan.
"There, don"t look so dismal. I declare, you give me a fit of the blues every time you come to see me. Why can"t you be pleasant, and laugh?"
"Laugh!" exclaimed poor Archie.
"Yes, _laugh_! I"m sure you used to be forever grinning. Poor, dear Mr.
Danvers is sick, yet _he_ laughs."
"Mr. Danvers again!" shouted Archie, springing to his feet. "May Lucifer twist Mr. Danvers" neck for him! I won"t stay another minute in the house. I"ll clear out, and never see you more. I"ll never enter your presence again, you heartless girl!"
"Well, won"t you take a cup of coffee before you go?" said Gipsy, with her sweetest smile.
"Hallo, Jupiter! Jupiter, I say, bring round my horse. And now, most faithless of women, I leave you forever. Life is now a blank to me; and, ere yonder sun sets, I shall be in eternity."
"Is it possible? Won"t you write when you get there, and let me know if it"s a good place for lawyers to settle in?"
Oh! such a groan as followed this! Casting a tragical look of despair at Gipsy, who sat smiling serenely, Archie rushed from the house.
Ten minutes later he was back again. Gipsy had stretched herself on a sofa, and was apparently fast asleep.
"Heartless girl!" exclaimed Archie, shaking her; "wake up, Gipsy!"
"Oh! is it you?" said Gipsy, drowsily opening her eyes. "What did you wake me up for? I thought you had started on your journey to eternity."
"Gipsy, shall I go?"
"Just as you please, Archie--only let me go to sleep, and don"t bother me."
"Oh, Gipsy!--you cruel coquette! won"t you bid me stay?"
"Well, _stay_, then! I wish to goodness you wouldn"t be such a pest."
"Gipsy, tell me--do you love me or Mr. Danvers best?"
"I don"t love either of you--there, now! And I tell you what, Archie Rivers, if you don"t go off and let me get asleep, I"ll never speak to you again. Mind that!"