"It appears so," Mr. Pierce said.
"She"s rather magnanimous, under the circ.u.mstances," Miss Patty remarked demurely.
"Under what circ.u.mstances?"
I heard her laugh a little, behind me.
"Never mind," she said. "You needn"t tell me anything you don"t care to.
But what a stew you must all have been in!"
There was a minute"s silence behind me, and then Mr. Pierce laughed too.
"Stew!" he said. "For the last few days I"ve been either paralyzed with fright or electrified into wild bursts of mendacity. And I"m not naturally a liar."
"Really!" she retorted. "What an actor you are!"
They laughed together at that, and I gained a little on them. At the corner where the path skirted the deer park and turned toward the house I lost them altogether and I floundered on alone. But I had not gone twenty feet when I stopped suddenly. About fifty yards ahead a lantern was coming toward me through the snow, and I could hear a man"s voice, breathless and gasping.
"Set it down," it said. "The d.a.m.ned thing must be filled with lead." It sounded like Thoburn.
"It"s the snow," another voice replied, Mr. von Inwald"s. "I told you it would take two trips."
"Yes," Thoburn retorted, breathing in groans. "Stay up all night to get the blamed stuff here, and then get up at dawn for a cold bath and a twenty-mile walk and an apple for breakfast. Ugh, my shoulder is dislocated."
I turned and flew back to Miss Patty and Pierce. They had stopped in the shelter of the fence corner and Mr. Pierce was on his knees in front of her! I was so astounded that I forgot for the moment what had brought me.
"Just a second," he was saying. "It"s ice on the heel."
"Please get up off your knees, you"ll take cold."
"Never had a cold. I"ll sc.r.a.pe it off with my knife. Why don"t you wear overshoes?"
"I never have a cold!" she retorted. "Why, Minnie, is that you?"
"Quick," I panted. "Thoburn and Mr. von Inwald coming--basket--lantern--warn the shelter-house!"
"Great Scott!" Mr. Pierce said. "Here, you girls crawl over the fence: you"ll be hidden there. I"ll run back and warn them."
The lantern was swinging again. Mr. Thoburn"s grumbling came to us through the snow, monotonous and steady.
"I can"t climb the fence!" Miss Patty said pitifully. But Mr. Pierce had gone.
I reached my basket through the bars and climbed the fence in a hurry.
Miss Patty had got almost to the top and was standing there on one snow-covered rail, staring across at me through the darkness.
"I can"t, Minnie," she whispered hopelessly. "I never could climb a fence, and in this skirt--!"
"Quick!" I said in a low tone. The lantern was very close. "Put your leg over."
She did, and sat there looking down at me like a scared baby.
"Now the other."
"I--I can"t!" she whispered. "If I put them both over I"ll fall."
"Hurry!"
With a little grunt she put the other foot over, sat a minute with agony in her face and her arms out, then she slid off with a squeal and brought up in a sitting position inside the fence corner. I dropped beside her.
"What was that noise?" said Mr. Thoburn, almost upon us. "Something"s moving inside that fence corner."
"It"s them deers," Mike"s voice this time. We could make out the three figures. "Darned nuisance, them deers is. They"d have been shot long ago if the spring-house girl hadn"t objected. She thinks she"s the whole cheese around here."
"Set it down again," Mr. von Inwald panted. We heard the rattle of bottles as they put down the basket, and the next instant Thoburn"s fat hand was resting on the rail of the fence over our heads. I could feel Miss Patty trembling beside me.
But he didn"t look over. He stood there resting, breathing hard, and swearing at the weather, while Mike waited, in surly silence, and the von Inwald cursed in German.
After my heart had been beating in my ears for about three years the fat hand moved, and I heard the rattle of gla.s.s again and Thoburn"s groan as he bent over his half of the load.
""Come on, my partners in distress, My comrades through this wilderness,""
he said, and the others grunted and started on.
When they had disappeared in the snow we got out of our cramped position and prepared to scurry home. I climbed the fence and looked after them.
"Humph!" I said, "I guess that basket isn"t for the hungry poor. I"d give a good bit to know--" Then I turned and looked for Miss Patty. She was flat on the snow, crawling between the two lower rails of the fence.
"Have you no shame?" I demanded.
She looked up at me with her head and half her long sealskin coat through the fence.
"None," she said pitifully. "Minnie, I"m stuck perfectly tight!"
"You ought to be left as you are," I said, jerking at her, "for people to come"--jerk--"to-morrow to look at"--jerk. She came through at that, and we lay together in the snow and like to burst a rib laughing.
"You"ll never be a princess, Miss Patty," I declared. "You"re too lowly minded."
She sat up suddenly and straightened her sealskin cap on her head.
"I wish," she said unpleasantly, "I wish you wouldn"t always drag in disagreeable things, Minnie!"
And she was sulky all the way to the house.
Miss Summers came to my room that night as I was putting my hot-water bottle to bed, in a baby-blue silk wrapper with a band of fur around the low neck--Miss Summers, of course, not the hot-water bottle.
"Well!" she said, sitting down on the foot of the bed and staring at me.
"Well, young woman, for a person who has never been farther away than Finleyville you do pretty well!"
"Do what?" I asked, with the covers up to my chin.