CHAPTER IX.
It was a few nights after this, that the children were amusingthemselves in the same little reception room. Esther Francis was withthem, and the elders were with company in the drawing-room. The youngones had it all their own way; they had taken tea together in whatNorton declared to be a very jolly style; and now in a circle ofsociable dimensions, that is, very much drawn together, they weretalking over a great variety of things. All except David; he hardlysaid anything; he looked dark and jaded; nevertheless he listened towhat was going on.
"I know one thing," said Norton; "I must be off to the country prettysoon."
"School term of no consequence"--said David.
"None at all. You see, bulbs keep no account with schoolmasters; theonly account they keep is with the sun; and how they do that when thesun don't shew himself, passes me. It's one of the queer things."
"Find a good many of them, Norton?" asked Esther smiling.
"Queer things? Lots! Don't you?"
"Well, I don't know. There are some queer people."
"_Some_. Just a few, I should think there were," said Norton. "Enoughto keep one from going to sleep with sameness."
"Well, but I don't find so many," said Esther. "Am I queer?"
"Not a bit of it?"
"You speak as if it was an honour to be queer," said the young lady,bridling her pretty head.
"An honour? I don't know about that," said Norton. "It certainly may besaid to be a--distinction."
"Who is queer?" said Esther. "You?"
"Not he," said David.
"You know best," said Norton, shaking his curly head.
"He thinks he has so much else to distinguish him," said Judy, "he cando without that."
"Not _your_ case," said Norton, politely nodding at her.
"Don't depend upon your word," said Judy scornfully.
"Not at all," rejoined Norton; "it is open to the most hasty observer."
"Is Matilda queer?" Esther asked laughing.
"She'd never let the world go to sleep," said Norton contentedly; "atleast, not till all could sleep comfortably."
They laughed at that, and Matilda as much as anybody.
"But what did you mean, Norton," she said, "about the bulbs and thecountry?"
"Just what I said. It's the most mysterious thing, the way the rootsdown in the earth know when it is time for them to send up their greenshoots. They will do it, too, and when things aren't ready for them byany means above ground. Spring may be ever so late, and the earth hardpacked with frost, and snow and clouds making you believe it is winteryet; and there will come the little green shoots pushing up their headsand telling you _they_ know what time of year it is, better than youdo. How they get up through the frozen earth is more than I know. Itell you, _they_ are queer."
"Then you mean something good by being queer, Norton," Matilda said.
"Don't know about that; they are ahead of the year, you see, and thatdon't always do. They have a hard time of it, sometimes."
"But are you going up to see them?"
"Yes; pretty soon. The coverings must be taken off the beds, you see;and I must look after it."
"I am so glad spring is come again!" said Esther.
"What for, you?" said Norton. "You don't make garden."
"No; but I can eat strawberries."
"Strawberries! O ho, that's it. That's what you want spring for."
"I am sure strawberries are good, Norton," said Matilda. "Do youremember how you and I eat strawberries on the bank last summer?--andmade lists?"
Norton gave her a very intelligent glance of acknowledgment.
"Lists of what?" Judy asked.
"Things we were going to have for tea," Norton answered coolly.
"O no, Norton--they were not," said Matilda.
"Well, it was something in the housekeeping department."
"Housekeeping!" cried Esther.
"What is strange in that?" inquired Norton coolly.
"Why you are rather young, you and Matilda, to set up housekeeping."
"Rather," said Norton; "so it was somebody else, you see."
"O it was for somebody else?" said Esther.
"When are you going, Norton?" Matilda asked eagerly.
"Pretty soon; in a week or two more; just as soon as we have a few morespring days."
"O how nice the spring days are!" said Matilda. "I am so glad they arecome again."
"For the strawberries?" Esther asked archly.
"O no, not the strawberries; but it is so pleasant to see the greengrass again, and the dandelions."
"Dandelions!" exclaimed Judy.
"Yes indeed; and the locust blossoms; and the cows going to pasture;and yellow butterflies skimming about; and the nice warm days; andpinks and roses."
"And croquet--" said Norton.
"O croquet is delicious!" said Esther.
"_I_ am glad, because I like the driving," said Norton. "It is betterthan all the Central Parks in the world. And the fishing is jolly, too;when you have good sport. It's jolly altogether, at Shadywalk."
"But Norton, the house is shut up," said Matilda.
"What about it?"
"What will you do? you can't manage all alone."
"Go to Kepple's. That's easy."
"How long will you stay?"
"Two or three days. I guess I'll take the Easter holidays--that's justthe thing."
What was said next for a few minutes, Matilda did not hear; she wasmusing so intently; then she broke out,--
"O Norton! I wonder if I might go with you?"
"You? That _would_ be jolly," said Norton.
"I could go to Mr. Richmond's, you know; and then we could see allabout our tulip and hyacinth beds; and it would be _so_ pleasant!"
"Well; suppose you do. I'm agreed."
"Do you think mamma would like it?"
"We'll coax her into thinking it's a splendid plan," said Norton; "andthat's what it is."
Matilda's eye went furtively over to David; he met it, but she couldnot tell what he thought. Hope and pleasure made her cheeks flush high.Judy tossed her head.
"Why don't you ask me?" she said.
"I haven't asked anybody yet," said Norton.
"I should like to go too. Will you take me?"
"Would you like to say what you would do if you got there?"
"I don't know!" laughed Judy.
"I do. All the mischief you could manage. No, thank you. I should haveto sit next you at the hotel table."
"What harm would that do?" said Esther, laughing.
"I should find mustard in my coffee and pepper in my pudding sauce,"said Norton. "No harm, only rather spoils the coffee and rather hurtsthe pudding sauce."
Matilda looked suddenly at Norton, and so did Judy, but they saw he wasonly speaking at random and did not know how close he was coming to thetruth. Then the two pairs of eyes met involuntarily. Judy laughedcarelessly.
"I'll go, if you go," she said to Norton. "At least, if Matilda goes,I'll go."
This time Matilda's and David's eyes met. He smiled, and she tookcomfort.
As soon as a good opportunity could be found, the plan was broached toMrs. Laval, and urged by both her children. She demurred a little; butfinally consented, on the strength of Norton's plea that it would doMatilda good. From this time the days were full of delightful hope andpreparation. Only David lay on Matilda's thoughts with a weight of careand longing. Once she caught an opportunity, when they were alone, toseize his hand and whisper, "Oh David, can't you come too, and see Mr.Richmond?" And he had answered very gravely that he did not know; hewould see.
Easter fell this year rather late in April; late, that is, for Easter.Schools were dismissed on Thursday; and Thursday afternoon Matilda andNorton were to take the cars for Shadywalk. She could not say anotherword to David, or about him; she made her happy preparations with asecret unsatisfied longing running through them all. Judy had made anearnest endeavour to be one of the party; and Matilda did not k
now how,but the endeavour had failed. And now the early dinner was eaten, herlittle travelling bag was packed, the carriage was at the door, goodbyes were said, and Matilda got into the carriage. At that exact minuteDavid came out of the house with _his_ travelling bag in hand, and in aminute more the house door was shut, so was the carriage door, and theywere all three rolling off towards the Station.
"O David, I'm so glad!" burst from Matilda. "How did you manage it?"
"Like himself," said Norton; "kept his own counsel and had his own way.It's a good thing to be Davy Bartholomew."
"I don't know about that," said David.
"Don't you? Never heard a doubt on that subject expressed before. Butanyhow, it's jolly to have you along, Davy. Why you've never seenShadywalk, nor Briery Bank."
Matilda smiled a very bright and expressive smile at David which said,"nor Mr. Richmond either." The smile was so genial and glad and winsomethat it cheated David out of some part of his gloom; or perhaps hethought it unworthy to shew it before his kind little companion. Hebrightened up, and talked about the things that were interesting herand Norton; and at the station behaved like the manly boy he was;getting tickets and taking care of Matilda and finding a good place inthe cars where they could all sit together. The moment was so full ofjoy to Matilda that it made her sober. Going to see her old haunts andold friends was a great deal of itself; going on an expedition withNorton was delightsome; but that David should really be going too, tosee Mr. Richmond, almost took away her breath with gladness. The slowmovement of the cars, beginning to roll away from the station, wasaccompanied by a perfect leap and bound of her little heart making anaerial flight on the instant to the end of the journey.
The end of the journey, however, had to be reached by the usualpatient, or impatient, stages. Patient in this case, to Matilda. Shewas so happy that she enjoyed every foot of the way. The springsunlight on the river it was quite delightful to see again; thedifferent stations on the road were passed with curious recollectionsof the last time, and comparisons of herself now and herself then. Theevening fell by the time they reached Poughkeepsie; and shadowy visionsof Maria seemed to occupy all the place while the train stopped there.Poor Maria! Matilda was glad to have the cars move on, since she couldget no nearer than visions. Then it grew dark; and she sat musing anddreaming pleasant dreams, till the station of Shadywalk was whistledfor.
The old omnibus was in waiting, as usual, and it happened that no otherpassenger occupied it to-night except their three selves and one cosyold lady, who "didn't count," Norton said. It was dark; they could notsee the landscape.
"Briery Bank ought to be worth a good deal," said David, "when it takesso long to reach it."
"So it is," said Norton.
"O it's lovely, David!" cried Matilda. "Not so much now, though, whenthe leaves are not out."
"Are you going to the minister's to-night?"
"To be sure I am. Mr. Richmond would be very much surprised if I wentanywhere else."
"Well, when I get the beds uncovered, Pink, I'll come for you; and wecan see what we will do."
"You'll come with me to-night, Norton?"
"I'll let Davy see you there, while I make arrangements."
"What arrangements? O come now, Norton. Mr. Richmond will like to seeyou."
"He can wait till to-morrow, I dare say," replied Norton. "Anyhow, Ican. You will be enough for to-night."
"What sort of a man is the one you are talking of?" David asked Norton.
"He's a brick," said Norton, and began to whistle; then interruptedhimself. "But he is Pink's friend, you understand, much more than mine."
"Some old tutor of yours?" said David smiling.
"Old! not exactly. Nor a tutor neither, that ever I heard; though hedoes teach folks, or tries to. No, you're out, Davy. I tell you, he's abrick."
"O we're going over the bridge now, Norton!" Matilda exclaimed. "We'realmost there. Look! I can see lights, can't I?"
There was no question about it in a few minutes more. Norton got out atthe Shadywalk hotel; and the omnibus lumbered on through ButternutStreet to the parsonage gate and drew up at last before the old browndoor. But it was too dark to see colours. Indeed David had somedifficulty in finding the knocker; and meanwhile the omnibus lumberedoff, while they were not attending. David knocked and knocked again.Matilda was trembling with delight.
"There's nobody at home," said David. "It is all dark."
But at that instant a step was heard in the hall, and the door wasopened. A little light that came from within a door somewhere beyondrevealed nothing except the outline of a figure.
"Who is it?" said a voice. "My lamp's gone out; I guess it wants a newwick. Who's here?"
"Don't you know me, Miss Redwood?" said Matilda's voice, quivering withpleasure.
"Don't know anybody without I see 'em. I ain't called to guess who yoube, as I know. Come in, if you want to, and tell your errand. Is it meor the minister you're after?"
"Miss Redwood, it's Matilda Laval. And I'm so glad to see you!" saidMatilda, waiving further recognition and throwing her arms round thehousekeeper's neck. "O I'm so glad to see you! Is Mr. Richmond at home?"
"Tilly Englefield!" exclaimed the housekeeper in her turn. "Whereverdid the child come from? Mr. Richmond?--no, he ain't to home yet, buthe will be directly. Come in, child, and take off your things. Who'sthis other one?"
"My cousin David Bartholomew, Miss Redwood. O David, come in! Don't go,till Mr. Richmond comes."
"Yes, come right in," said Miss Redwood heartily. "You're just in timefor tea; for the minister's been out as usual all the afternoon; he hadto ride to Suffield, and he ain't home yet. Come right in here."
She drew Matilda, and David followed, into the little dining room,where the lamp shone and the tea table stood looking very hospitable.David made some proposition of going back to the hotel and Norton; butMatilda was very urgent that he should not, and Miss Redwood verypositive on the same subject; and to Matilda's surprise David made nogreat opposition. He sat down quietly enough. Meanwhile the housekeepertook off Matilda's wrappings and examined her with her eyes.
"La! it _does_ look natural to see you!" she broke out. "But you ain'tso little as you was; and, my!--but I suppose it's New York."
"What's New York?" inquired Matilda laughing.
"Well, 'taint so easy to tell. I don't know myself. But it's all overyou, from the hair of your head down to the soles of your boots. Youain't the same you was."
"Yes, I am, Miss Redwood; just the same!"
"La, child, you don't _feel_ that you've growed, do you? Folks growin'ardly and out'ardly; and they change, too, in'ardly and out'ardly;and it's other folks that see it, not them."
"But how do you think I'm changed, Miss Redwood? I am sure you'remistaken."
The housekeeper gave another benevolent, keen look at her, smiling alittle, and then went off into her pantry without answering.
"It's all right I made gingerbread to-day," she said, coming out with abeautiful loaf of that article. "Have you had any dinner? I'll be boundyou'd like some beef and eggs. Wait a bit, and you shall have it. Mr.Richmond will be all ready for it too, after his ride. I reckon youhain't much to do with handling of spiders now?" This with a sidelongglance at Matilda.
"No, Miss Redwood; I haven't time for such things."
"How do ye expect to keep house one o' these days, if you don't knowhow?"
"That's a great way off," said Matilda smiling.
"Just as it happens," said the housekeeper. "You're eleven or twelvethis summer; which is it? and you won't be any wiser in the kitchenjust by growing older in the parlour."
"I know some things now, Miss Redwood."
"La, child, knowledge ain't all; it's practice; and you ain't in theway to practise much, I can see. That's the fashion now-a-days; youngheads filled full and clever, maybe; and hands as empty and useless asever hands kin be. Now I don't believe, for my part, that our hands wasgiven us to do nothin'."
"O no, nor I,"
said Matilda.
"Well, then, what be your hands learning? See if I'm wrong."
Matilda cast about how to answer, for in truth her hands had got no newskill in the past months, although the old skill had come in play veryconveniently. While she hesitated, came the welcome sound of theopening and closing front door. Mr. Richmond was returned. His stepswent however first upstairs, and then came down and went into thestudy. Miss Redwood had disappeared and was getting her beef ready inthe kitchen. Matilda could wait no longer. Taking David's hand andgently persuading him to allow of her leading, she went to the studydoor and knocked.
Mr. Richmond had just made the fire blaze up; so they had light to seeeach other by. David stood by and watched the greeting; it was veryglad and affectionate, he saw, on both sides, with a certain tenderconfidence that impressed him. He was surprised also to see that Mr.Richmond was so young a man and so handsome a man; and when thebrilliant eyes were turned on himself he was quite susceptible to theirfascination. Matilda lost no time.
"David Bartholomew, Mr. Richmond; one of my new cousins, you know. AndMr. Richmond,--David knows about the Messiah in the Old Testament, andhe wants to know if the Messiah is Jesus; and so I wanted him to seeyou, because you could tell him; and so I got him to come with me."
If David's shyness was at all disturbed by this speech, it was entirelysoothed again by Mr. Richmond's reception of it, and of him. Thegenial, frank clasp of his hand, the kindly, free glance of the blueeyes, quite won David, as it was apt to win everybody; and in a minutemore he found himself sitting at his ease in this strange house,perfectly contented to be then, and interested to watch Matilda'sintercourse with her old friend and her pleasure in it. There was timefor but little, however, before Miss Redwood's activity had got the"beef and eggs" and all the rest of the tea-table in a state ofreadiness, and her call summoned them into the other room. David made alittle demur about staying, instantly overruled both by Mr. Richmondand Matilda, and he sat down with the rest. And if he said little, theother three tongues were busy enough.
"And how do you like New York?" inquired the housekeeper. Matilda'sanswer was very unqualified.
"'Tain't no better a place than this, is it?" the lady asked ratherdefiantly.
"It is a larger place, Miss Redwood," said the minister.
"Ain't Shadywalk big enough for a little mite of a thing like her?"
"I don't know," said the minister. "'Big enough' depends upon what shewants, or what anybody wants. I knew a man once who said he had seeneverything in the world there was to be seen, and he was quite at aloss what to do with himself. You perceive the world was not 'bigenough' for him. And another man once wrote, 'My _mind_ to me a kingdomis.' Difference of taste, you see."
"That first fellow thought his head was only made to set his eyes in, Is'pose," said the housekeeper dryly.
"Seemed to be all the use he had for it," said the minister.
"But that other man," said Matilda,--"was he contented with himself allalone, and wanted nothing else?"
"I hope not," said Mr. Richmond smiling. "That's a new view of thecase. Your king David hit the truth more surely," he went on addressingDavid, "when he said, 'The Lord is the portion of my inheritance.'"
David's eye brightened; but then he said,
"I have read the words, but I never understood exactly what he meant."
"Your people, you remember, on taking possession of the promised land,had it divided to them by lot; each tribe and family took its share asit was portioned out to them by Joshua."
"Yes, I know," David answered.
"So from that time each family had its own inalienable lands, whichwere the inheritance of that family; its portion and riches; for theHebrews were not in those days a commercial people."
David assented, looking a little surprised.
"What should a man mean, who declared, disregarding all this, that hisportion and inheritance was the Lord himself?"
The boy's keen, intelligent eyes looked deep into the intent blue onesregarding him.
"Sir, I do not know," he said at length. "Was it, that he expected theHighest would give him greater possessions?"
"Notice, he says not his inheritance is _from_ the Lord, but is theLord himself."
"I don't understand it," said David.
"In another place, when he was nearly done with earthly possessions, hesays again, 'My flesh and my heart faileth; but God is the strength ofmy heart and my portion for ever.' It is an inheritance that existsbeyond time, you see."
"I don't understand it, sir," David repeated.
"And in that sixteenth psalm he goes on to declare his content in hisportion, in that it is not of earth. 'The lines are fallen unto me inpleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage.' There is a word in theNew Testament that explains it," Mr. Richmond went on, looking keenlyat David; "a word of one who was in the same case; and he says of thechildren of God, 'And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, and jointheirs with Messiah.'"
David started and shivered, as if a nerve had suddenly been touched;but Mr. Richmond went on to something else, as if he had not observedit. All through supper time he was so gentle, pleasant, and spiritedtoo in his talk, that the boy who was unaccustomed to such society feltthe charm holding him; and Matilda who had not known it for long, feltlike a flower opening to the sunshine.