"Yes. I always go by the 4.20."
"So do I; so it"s a nuisance to miss this. We"re out of luck to-day."
Gwen knew the boy quite well by sight, as for the last few weeks he had been a fellow pa.s.senger morning and evening in the omnibus. He was a jolly-looking fellow, about her own age or perhaps a little older, with a brown skin and very twinkling, brown eyes. He wore a grammar-school cap, and carried some books, so she could guess his occupation in Stedburgh.
"I believe the next goes at half-past six," he remarked ruefully. "But you won"t catch me waiting for it I shall walk."
"So shall I," agreed Gwen. "Walking"s better fun any time than standing waiting," and she suited her action to her words. The boy kept by her side, evidently not unpleased to have a companion to talk to.
"You"re one of the Gascoyne girls, aren"t you?" he began. "I see the whole lot of you every day cramming into the bus. Aren"t you the one they call Gwen?"
"I believe I am."
"It"s you who"s generally left something behind, or lost something, or got yourself into some kind of a pickle; then the one with her hair turned up scolds."
"That"s Winnie," chuckled Gwen.
"Those two youngsters are cheeky imps. Tell them they"ll get their heads smacked some day!"
"They often do at home."
"Serve "em right. I"m glad to hear it. How many more are there of you at home?"
"Only two."
"Quite enough, I should think!"
"Thank you! You"ve asked all about my family, but you haven"t told me who you are."
"Why, I thought you knew. My name is d.i.c.k Chambers. My father is Dr.
Chambers, who"s just taken Dr. Harrison"s practice."
"At North Ditton?"
"Yes, we only came six weeks ago. Dr. Harrison has gone to London."
[Ill.u.s.tration: GWEN MEETS d.i.c.k]
"I knew Dr. Harrison," said Gwen. "He came to see us when we had scarlatina, and gave us some loathly medicine!"
"Dad can do a little in that line!" laughed d.i.c.k. "He once made me drink asafoetida when I was a kid, to cure me of sampling bottles in the surgery."
"Is it nasty?"
"It smells like a defunct rat, so you can imagine the taste."
"Ugh!"
"He doesn"t give such bad things to his patients, though. There"s some quite decent stuff in the dispensary, and sometimes the bottles are coloured pink, especially if they"re for girls. I"m going to be a doctor when I grow up."
"I suppose you"ll help your father. Have you any brothers and sisters?"
"Not a single one."
"Oh, I should think that"s rather slow!"
"I don"t find it so. There"s always plenty to do."
"Do you like North Ditton?"
"Oh, yes, pretty well! It"s nicer than Essington, where we lived before."
"Do you like the Grammar School?"
"Fairly. The chaps are rather a rotten set, and the Head"s unspeakable."
Chatting thus, Gwen found the four miles to North Ditton wonderfully short ones, but when she had said goodbye to her new friend, and was trudging along the road to Skelwick by herself, she had time for many unpleasant reflections. At one blow this afternoon, she had sacrificed not only all the money in her savings box, but had got into debt as well--a debt which she had no present prospect of paying. It was most aggravating to have to empty her private bank; the contents were the acc.u.mulation of several little gifts that had been sent by her uncles and aunts on her last birthday, and even so far back as last Christmas. How would she explain, if Beatrice asked what had become of her money? She groaned as she splashed, recklessly through the puddles left by the morning"s rain. She could foresee many difficulties ahead, especially at Christmas time.
The family had finished tea when she reached home, and Beatrice, grown uneasy at her absence, greeted her with upbraidings.
"Where have you been, Gwen? Why didn"t you come with the others?
Winnie nearly lost the bus with going back to look for you. You know quite well you mustn"t stay behind like this. Answer me at once! Where were you?"
"I went along the promenade with Netta Goodwin, then I missed the 5.30 and had to walk all the way home. That"s where I"ve been, and you may scold as much as you like--I don"t care."
"Oh, Gwen!" exclaimed Winnie.
"I don"t. I"m not going to be ordered about by Beatrice, and treated as if I were a baby. I"m surely old enough to manage my own affairs!"
Gwen was tired out with her six-mile tramp, and hungry, and very miserable, or I think she would not have talked in so lawless and foolish a strain.
Beatrice gazed at her in amazement. Gwen had often been naughty, but had never before ventured thus to wave the flag of defiance.
"I shall have to get Father to speak to you," she replied gravely.
"He"s gone over to Hethersedge to take the temperance meeting. He started at five o"clock. You"d better have tea now. Nellie has made you some more, in the little blue pot, and we kept you a potato cake, though you don"t deserve it. Father will be very astonished and sorry when I tell him what you"ve said."
Gwen ate her meal with a big lump in her throat. She had not meant to rebel openly, but she had lost her temper, and the words had flashed out. Beatrice"s threat alarmed her. Through all the tangled skein of Gwen"s character there ran, like a thread of pure gold, the intense pa.s.sionate love for her father, and the desire to preserve his good opinion. She could not bear to see the grieved look that came into his eyes when he was forced to reprove her. What indeed would he think of her when he heard Beatrice"s account? She pushed the potato cake away, feeling as if she could not swallow a morsel.
Beatrice was putting Martin to bed. Better follow her now, and try to patch up peace. She ran upstairs and met her sister coming out of the little fellow"s bedroom, candle in hand.
"Bee! I"m awfully sorry for what I said just now! I didn"t really mean it I can"t think what possessed me!" gulped Gwen.
"I try to do my best for you all. It"s hard work sometimes to be eldest," said Beatrice, and there was a quiver in her voice too. "If only Mother were here."
"Don"t!" said Gwen huskily. "I miss her so dreadfully still. Oh, Bee!
If only you wouldn"t tell Father about this!"
"If I don"t, will you promise faithfully always to come straight home from school with Winnie and Lesbia, and never go anywhere without asking?"