"Miss Gertrude"s remark is a verity," said she. "The only politeness which is trustworthy is the spontaneous offering of the heart. Perhaps this goodly company of masters and misses would condescend to give ear to an old woman"s tale of a rare instance of true politeness, and the fitting reward it met."
All expressed strong desire to hear Miss Patty"s story, and she began: "On a winter"s day, some years ago, an old woman, of many foibles and weaknesses, but with a keen eye and her share of worldly wisdom--Miss Patty Pace by name--started, by special invitation, for the house of one worshipful Squire Clinton, the honoured parent of Miss Isabella, the fair damsel yonder. Every tall tree in our good city was spangled with frost work, more glittering far than gems that sparkle in Golconda"s mine, and the side-walk were a snare to the feet of the old and unwary.
"I lost my equilibrium, and fell. Two gallant gentlemen lifted and carried me to a neighboring apothecary"s emporium, restored my scattered wits, and, revived me with a fragrant cordial. I went on my way with many a misgiving, however, and scarcely should I have reached my destination with bones unbroken, had it not been for a knight with a rosy countenance, who overtook me, placed my old arm within his own more strong and youthful one, and protected my steps to the end of my journey. No slight courage either, my young misses, did my n.o.ble escort need, to carry him through what he had undertaken. Paint to your imagination a youth, fresh and beautiful as a sunbeam, straight as an arrow--a perfect Apollo--linked to the little bent body of poor Miss Patty Pace. I will not spare myself, young ladies; for, had you seen me then, you would have considered me now vastly ameliorated in outer presentment. My double row of teeth were stowed away in my pocket, my frisette was pushed back from my head by my recent fall, and my gogs--the same my father wore before me--covered my face, and they alone attracted attention, and created some excitement. But he went on unmoved; and, in spite of many a captivating glance and smile from rows of beautiful young maidens whom we met, and many a sneer from youths of his own age, he sustained my feeble form with as much care as if I had been an empress, and accommodated his buoyant step to the slow movement which my infirmities compelled. Ah! what a spirit of conformity he manifested! my knight of the rosy countenance! Could you have seen him, Miss Catharina, or you, Miss Frances, your palpitating hearts would have taken flight for ever. He was a paragon, indeed.
"Whither his own way tended I cannot say, for he moved in conformity to mine, and left me not until I was safe at the abode of Mistress Clinton.
I hardly think he coveted my old heart, but I sometimes believe it followed him, for truly he is still a frequent subject of my meditations."
"Ah! then _that_ was his reward!" exclaimed Kitty.
"Not so, Miss Kitty; guess again."
"I can think of _nothing so desirable_, Miss Patty."
"His _fortune in life_, Miss Catharina--that was his reward; it may be that he cannot yet estimate the full amount of his recompense."
"How so?" exclaimed f.a.n.n.y.
"I will briefly narrate the rest. Mistress Clinton encouraged me always to converse much in her presence. She knew my taste was disposed to humour me, and I was pleased to be indulged. I told my story, and enlarged upon the merits of my n.o.ble youth, and his wonderful spirit of conformity. The squire, a gentleman who estimates good breeding, was present, with his ears opened, when I recommended my knight, with all the eloquence I could command; he was amused, interested, pleased. He promised to see the boy, and did so; the n.o.ble features spake for themselves, and gained him a situation as clerk; from which he has since advanced in the ranks, until now he occupies the position of partner and confidential agent in a creditable and wealthy house. Miss Isabella, it would rejoice my heart to hear the latest tidings from Mr. William Sullivan."
"He is well, I believe," said Isabella, sulkily. "I know nothing to the contrary."
"Oh, Gertrude knows," said f.a.n.n.y. "Gertrude knows all about Mr.
Sullivan; she will tell you."
All turned, and looked at Gertrude, who, with face flushed, and eyes glistening with the interest she felt in Miss Patty"s narrative, stood leaning upon Emily"s chair. Miss Patty now appealed to her, much surprised, however, at her having any knowledge of her much admired young escort. Gertrude drew near, and answered all her questions without the least hesitation or embarra.s.sment.
Gertrude gave Miss Pace an account of the curiosity which Willie and his friends had felt concerning the original author of his good fortune; and the old lady was so delighted at hearing the various conjectures about Mr. Clinton"s unexpected summons, and of the matter being attributed to the agency of Santa Claus, that she loudly laughed. Miss Pace was just taxing Gertrude with messages of remembrance to be despatched in her next letter to Willie, when Mrs. Graham presented herself, and arrested the attention of the whole company by exclaiming, in her abrupt manner and loud tones--"What! are you all here? I thought you were bound for a walk in the woods. Kitty, what has become of your cherished scheme of climbing Sunset Hill?"
"I proposed it, aunt, an hour ago, but Belle insisted it was too warm.
_I_ think the weather is just right for a walk."
"It will soon be growing cool," said Mrs. Graham, "and I think you had better start; it is some distance, if you go round through the woods."
"Who knows the way?" asked Kitty.
No one responded to the question, and all professed ignorance; much to the astonishment of Gertrude, who believed that every part of the woody ground and hill beyond were familiar to Mr. Bruce. She did not stay, however, to hear any further discussion of their plans; for Emily was beginning to suffer from headache and weariness, and Gertrude insisted that she should seek the quiet of her own room, and she went with her.
She was just closing the chamber door, when f.a.n.n.y called from the staircase, "Miss Gertrude ain"t you going for a walk with us?"
"No," replied Gertrude; "not to-day."
"Then I won"t go," said f.a.n.n.y, "if you don"t. Why don"t you go, Miss Gertrude?"
"I shall walk with Miss Emily, by-and-bye, if she is well enough; you can accompany us, if you like, but you would enjoy going to Sunset Hill much more."
Meantime a whispered consultation took place below, in which someone suggested that Gertrude was well acquainted with the path which the party wished to follow through the woods. Belle opposed her being invited to join them; Kitty hesitated between her liking for Gertrude and her fears regarding Mr. Bruce"s allegiance; Lieutenant Osborne forbore to urge what Belle disapproved; and Mr. Bruce remained silent, trusting to the final necessity of her being invited to act as guide, in which capacity he had purposely concealed his own ability to serve. This necessity was so obvious, that, as he had foreseen, Kitty was at last despatched to find Gertrude and make known their request.
CHAPTER XXIX.
HAUTEUR.
Gertrude would have declined, and made her attendance upon Emily an excuse for non-compliance; but Emily, believing that the exercise would be beneficial to Gertrude, interfered, and begged her to agree to Kitty"s proposal; and, on the latter declaring that the expedition must otherwise be given up, she consented to join it. To change her slippers for thick walking boots occupied a few minutes only; a few more were spent in a vain search for her flat hat, which was missing from the closet where it usually hung.
"What are you looking for?" said Emily, hearing Gertrude twice open the door of the closet.
"My hat! but I don"t see it. I believe I shall have to borrow your sun-bonnet again," and she took up a white sun-bonnet, the same she had worn in the morning, and which now lay on the bed.
"Certainly, my dear," said Emily.
"I shall begin to think it mine before long," said Gertrude, gaily, as she ran off, "I wear it so much more than you do." Emily now called from the staircase, "Gertrude, my child, have you thick shoes? It is always very wet in the meadow beyond Thornton place." Gertrude a.s.sured her that she had; but fearing that the others were less carefully equipped, inquired of Mrs. Graham whether Belle and Kitty were insured against the dampness they might encounter.
Mrs. Graham declared they were not. "I have some very light india-rubbers," said Gertrude; "I will take them with me, and f.a.n.n.y and I shall be in time to warn them before they come to the place."
It was an easy matter to overtake Belle and the lieutenant, for they walked very slowly, and seemed not unwilling to be left in the rear. The reverse was the case with Mr. Bruce and Kitty, who appeared purposely to keep in advance; Kitty hastening her steps from her reluctance to allow an agreeable _tete-a-tete_ to be interfered with, and Ben from a desire to give Gertrude a fair opportunity to observe his devotion to Kitty, which increased the moment _she_ came in sight.
They had now pa.s.sed the Thornton farm, and only one field separated them from the meadow, which was in the centre a complete quagmire, and only pa.s.sable to the thickly-shod, by keeping close to the wall, and thus skirting the field. Gertrude and f.a.n.n.y were some distance behind, and nearly out of breath with a pursuit in which the others had gained so great advantage. As they were pa.s.sing the farm-house, Mrs. Thornton came to the door and addressed Gertrude, who, foreseeing that she would be detained some minutes, bade f.a.n.n.y run on, acquaint her brother and Kitty with the nature of the soil in advance, and begged them to wait at the bars until the rest of the party came up. f.a.n.n.y was too late, notwithstanding the haste she made; they were half across the meadow when she reached the bars, proceeding in perfect safety, for Mr. Bruce was conducting Kitty by the only practicable path, close under the wall, proving to Gertrude, who in a few moments joined f.a.n.n.y, that he was no stranger to the place. When they were half-way across, they encountered some obstacle, for Kitty stood poised on one foot and clinging to the wall, while Mr. Bruce placed a few stepping-stones across the path. He then helped her over, and they went on, their figures soon disappearing in the grove beyond.
Isabel and the lieutenant were so long making their appearance that f.a.n.n.y became very impatient, and urged Gertrude to leave them to their fate. They at last turned the corner near the farm-house, and came on, Belle maintaining her leisurely pace. "Are you lame, Miss Clinton?"
called out f.a.n.n.y, so soon as they were within hearing.
"Lame!" said Belle; "what do you mean?"
"Why, you walk so slow," said f.a.n.n.y; "I thought something must be the matter with your feet."
Belle disdained any reply, and, tossing her head, entered the damp meadow, in close conversation with her devoted young officer, not deigning even to look at Gertrude, who, without appearing to notice her haughtiness, took f.a.n.n.y"s hand, and, turning away from the direct path, to make the circuit of the field, said to Belle, with calm courtesy of manner, "This way, if you please, Miss Clinton; we have been waiting to guide you through this wet meadow."
"Is it wet?" asked Belle, in alarm, glancing down at her delicate slipper. She then added, in a provoked tone, "I should have thought you would have known better than to bring us this way. I shan"t go across."
"Then you can go back," said the pert f.a.n.n.y; "n.o.body cares."
"It was not my proposition," remarked Gertrude, mildly, though with a heightened colour; "but I think I can help you through the difficulty.
Mrs. Graham was afraid you had worn thin shoes, and I brought you a pair of india-rubbers."
Belle took them, and, without the grace to express any thanks, said, as she unfolded the paper in which they were wrapped, "Whose are they?"
"Mine," replied Gertrude.
"I don"t believe I can keep them on," muttered Belle; "they"ll be immense, I suppose."
"Allow me," said the lieutenant; and, taking one of the shoes, he stooped to place it on her foot, but found it difficult to do so, as it was too small. Belle, perceiving it, bent down to perform, the office for herself, and treated Gertrude"s property with such angry violence that she snapped the strap which pa.s.sed across the instep, and even then only succeeded in partially forcing her foot into the shoe.
Meantime, as she bent forward, f.a.n.n.y"s attention was attracted by a very tasteful broad-brimmed hat, which she wore jauntily on one side of her head, and which f.a.n.n.y recognised as Gertrude"s. It was a somewhat fanciful article of dress, that Gertrude would hardly have thought of purchasing for herself, but which Mr. Graham had brought home to her the previous summer to replace a common garden hat which he had accidentally crushed. As the style of it was simple and in good taste, she had been in the habit of wearing it often in her country walks, and kept it hung in the closet, where it had been found and appropriated by Belle. It had been seen by f.a.n.n.y in Gertrude"s room at Mrs. Warren"s; she had also been permitted to wear it on one occasion, when she took part in a charade. Having heard Gertrude say it was missing, she was astonished to see it adorning Belle; and, as she stood behind her, made signs to Gertrude, and performed a series of pantomimic gestures expressive of an intention to s.n.a.t.c.h it from Miss Clinton"s head, and place it on that of its rightful owner.
Gertrude"s gravity nearly gave way. She shook her head at f.a.n.n.y, held up her finger, made signs to her to forbear, and, with a face whose laughter was only concealed by the deep white bonnet which she wore, took her hand, and hastened with her along the path, leaving Belle and her beau to follow.