"Or to skip?" asked Harry Goldthwaite, in such a purely bright, good-natured way that no one could take it amiss.
"Well, yes, to skip," said Adelaide. "Of course that"s it. You don"t go straight on, you know, house by house, when you ask people,--down the hill and into the town."
"We talked it over," said Olivia. "And we got as far as the Hobarts."
There Olivia stopped. That was where they had stopped before.
"O yes, the Hobarts; they would be sure to like it," said Leslie Goldthwaite, quick and pleased.
"Her ups and downs are just like yours," said Dakie Thayne to Ruth Holabird.
It made Ruth very glad to be told she was at all like Leslie; it gave her an especially quick pulse of pleasure to have Dakie Thayne say so.
She knew he thought there was hardly any one like Leslie Goldthwaite.
"O, they _won"t_ exactly do, you know!" said Adelaide Marchbanks, with an air of high free-masonry.
"Won"t do what?" asked Cadet Thayne, obtusely.
"Suit," replied Olivia, concisely, looking straight forward without any air at all.
"Really, we have tried it since they came," said Adelaide, "though what people _come_ for is the question, I think, when there isn"t anything particular to bring them except the neighborhood, and then it has to be Christian charity in the neighborhood that didn"t ask them to pick them up. Mamma called, after a while; and Mrs. Hobart said she hoped she would come often, and let _the girls_ run in and be sociable! And Grace Hobart says "_she_ hasn"t got tired of croquet,--she likes it real well!" They"re that sort of people, Mr.
Thayne."
"Oh! that"s very bad," said Dakie Thayne, with grave conclusiveness.
"The Haddens had them one night, when we were going to play commerce.
When we asked them up to the table, they held right back, awfully stiff, and couldn"t find anything else to say than,--out quite loud, across everything,--"O no! they couldn"t play commerce; they never did; father thought it was just like any gambling game!""
"Plucky, anyhow," said Harry Goldthwaite.
"I don"t think they meant to be rude," said Elinor Hadden. "I think they really felt badly; and that was why it blurted right out so. They didn"t know _what_ to say."
"Evidently," said Olivia. "And one doesn"t want to be astonished in that way very often."
"I shouldn"t mind having them," said Elinor, good-naturedly. "They are kind-hearted people, and they would feel hurt to be left out."
"That is just what stopped us," said Adelaide. "That is just what the neighborhood is getting to be,--full of people that you don"t know what to do with."
"I don"t see why we _need_ to go out of our own set," said Olivia.
"O dear! O dear!"
It broke from Ruth involuntarily. Then she colored up, as they all turned round upon her; but she was excited, and Ruth"s excitements made her forget that she was Ruth, sometimes, for a moment. It had been growing in her, from the beginning of the conversation; and now she caught her breath, and felt her eyes light up. She turned her face to Leslie Goldthwaite; but although she spoke low she spoke somehow clearly, even more than she meant, so that they all heard.
"What if the angels had said that before they came down to Bethlehem!"
Then she knew by the hush that _she_ had astonished them, and she grew frightened; but she stood just so, and would not let her look shrink; for she still felt just as she did when the words came.
Mrs. Van Alstyne broke the pause with a good-natured laugh.
"We can"t go quite back to that, every time," she said. "And we don"t quite set up to be angels. Come,--try one more round."
And with some of the hoops still hanging upon her arm, she turned to pick up the others. Harry Goldthwaite of course sprang forward to do it for her; and presently she was tossing them with her peculiar grace, till the stake was all wreathed with them from bottom to top, the last hoop hanging itself upon the golden ball; a touch more dexterous and consummate, it seemed, than if it had fairly slidden over upon the rest.
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Rosamond knew what a cunning and friendly turn it was; if it had not been for Mrs. Van Alstyne, Ruth"s speech would have broken up the party. As it was, the game began again, and they stayed an hour longer.
Not all of them; for as soon as they were fairly engaged, Ruth said to Leslie Goldthwaite, "I must go now; I ought to have gone before. Reba will be waiting for me. Just tell them, if they ask."
But Leslie and the cadet walked away with her; slowly, across the grounds, so that she thought they were going back from the gate; but they kept on up over the hill.
"Was it very shocking?" asked Ruth, troubled in her mind. "I could not help it; but I was frightened to death the next minute."
"About as frightened as the man is who stands to his gun in the front," said Dakie Thayne. "You never flinched."
"They would have thought it was from what I had said," Ruth answered.
"And _that_ was another thing from the _saying_."
"_You_ had something to say, Leslie. It was just on the corner of your lip. I saw it."
"Yes; but Ruth said it all in one flash. It would have spoiled it if I had spoken then."
"I"m always sorry for people who don"t know how," said Ruth. "I"m sure I don"t know how myself so often."
"That is just it," said Leslie. "Why shouldn"t these girls come up?
And how will they ever, unless somebody overlooks? They would find out these mistakes in a little while, just as they find out fashions: picking up the right things from people who do know how. It is a kind of leaven, like greater good. And how can we stand anywhere in the lump, and say it shall not spread to the next particle?"
"They think it was pushing of them, to come here to live at all," said Ruth.
"Well, we"re all pushing, if we"re good for anything," said Leslie.
"Why mayn"t they push, if they don"t crowd out anybody else? It seems to me that the wrong sort of pushing is pushing down."
"Only there would be no end to it," said Dakie Thayne, "would there?
There are coa.r.s.e, vulgar people always, who are wanting to get in just for the sake of being in. What are the nice ones to do?"
"Just _be_ nice, I think," said Leslie. "Nicer with those people than with anybody else even. If there weren"t any difficulty made about it,--if there weren"t any keeping out,--they would tire of the niceness probably sooner than anything. I don"t suppose it is the fence that keeps out weeds."
"You are just like Mrs. Ingleside," said Ruth, walking closer to Leslie as she spoke.
"And Mrs. Ingleside is like Miss Craydocke: and--I didn"t suppose I should ever find many more of them, but they"re counting up," said Dakie Thayne. "There"s a pretty good piece of the world salted, after all."
"If there really is any best society," pursued Leslie, "it seems to me it ought to be, not for keeping people out, but for getting everybody in as fast as it can, like the kingdom of heaven."
"Ah, but that _is_ kingdom come," said Dakie Thayne.
It seemed as if the question of "things next" was to arise continually, in fresh shapes, just now, when things next for the Holabirds were nearer next than ever before.
"We must have Delia Waite again soon, if we can get her," said mother, one morning, when we were all quietly sitting in her room, and she was cutting out some shirts for Stephen. "All our changes and interruptions have put back the sewing so lately."