What a crown of burnished, red-gold hair! Youvebeen
told Aunt Lorraine had nothing to do with it.
She no longer feltthat she wanted to push her away
from Fathers side. And shewould begin at once to prepare herself for her life-work.
Adding, however, by way of a comforting after-thought, But Imglad theyve picked
him.
Yet itwas plain to be seen she had involved Mother
in some terribledisgrace. Grandmother and Mother knew therewas something in the
wind, though they couldnt imagine what.
And they are having all kinds of ices andsalads and
cakes at the party.
For the second timein her life Marigold thought it
might be really quite nice to begrown up. Aunt Ellice was not handsome, but as old
Mr. Gwennie simply must not findout about Sylvia. Gwen, keep quiet, said Uncle Klon
furiously.
Youd better have her carried upstairs, said Aunt
Marigold. Salome, said Marigold that evening, do you think God ever doesthings out
of spite? Laughter and frolics were good things, but one didnt wantto laugh and
frolic ALL the time.
Meriwether, but one of his sentences
struckburningly across Marigolds thrilled soul.
As Christmas grew near, Cloud of Spruce was fairly
haunted byMarigolds sad little face.
You shameless young hussy, said Uncle Klon. And Ill
never call HIM Father, she sobbed. Always some veil of strangerhood hung between
them.
Marigold remembered every one ofhis
adjectives.
Lawrence was all but in hysterics, and theroom was
full.
I asked Vera Church and she said she thought
thatswhat it was.
She was quite ready to turn away when Gwen
said,Weve seen all we can see here. But to me he gave the love of his manhood. She
thought Marigold was a little jealous of therose-faced Jane.