The servant
girl told me that him and his sister had been having it up and down,
and that Miss Margery took his side."
"Is he going to stay?" Miss Lady paused and her fingers gripped the
banister.
"I dunno. I guess if he gits mad enough he'll run off to China like he
did before. Ain't that somebody calling you?"
It was Connie who had run up to say that a young man was at the front
door who looked like a tombstone with a blond pompadour.
"Noah Wicker!" exclaimed Miss Lady. "I forgot that I told him I would
try to get him into Mr. Gooch's law office the first of the year.
Wasn't it like him to arrive the first day? You go down, Connie,
that's a darling, and entertain him 'til I come. I'll be there
directly."
But "directly" proved an elastic term, for after Miss Ferney had left,
and four different persons had been assured over the telephone that
all invitations were being declined on account of the Doctor's
indisposition, Miss Lady found Hattie still sulking in her room, and
spent a half hour in restoring peace to that troubled bosom.
Meanwhile Myrtella came up to announce with elation that a waterpipe
had burst in the cellar.
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