water tumbling between them.
During the confusion that reigned for a moment as the steamer
settled to her moorings, Rose looked down into the four faces
upturned to hers and seemed to read in them something that both
pleased and pained her. It was only a glance, and her own eyes
were full, but through the mist of happy tears she received the
impression that Archie was about the same, that Mac had
decidedly improved, and that something was amiss with Charlie.
There was no time for observation, however, for in a moment the
shoreward rush began, and before she could grasp her traveling
bag, Jamie was clinging to her like an ecstatic young bear. She was
with difficulty released from his embrace to fall into the gentler
ones of the elder cousins, who took advantage of the general
excitement to welcome both blooming girls with affectionate
impartiality. Then the wanderers were borne ashore in a triumphal
procession, while Jamie danced rapturous jigs before them even on
the gangway.
Archie remained to help his uncle get the luggage through the
Custom House, and the others escorted the damsels home. No
sooner were they shut up in a carriage, however, than a new and
curious constraint seemed to fall upon the young people, for they
realized, all at once, that their former playmates were men and
women now. Fortunately, Jamie was quite free from this feeling of
restraint and, sitting bodkinwise between the ladies, took all sorts
of liberties with them and their belongings.
“Well, my mannikin, what do you think of us?” asked Rose, to
break an awkward pause.
“You’ve both grown so pretty, I can’t decide which I like best.
Phebe is the biggest and brightest-looking, and I was always fond
of Phebe, but somehow you are so kind of sweet and precious, I
really think I must hug you again,” and the small youth did it
tempestuously.
“If you love me best, I shall not mind a bit about your thinking
Phebe the handsomest, because she is. Isn’t she, boys?” asked
Rose, with a mischievous look at the gentlemen opposite, whose
faces expressed a respectful admiration which much amused her.
“I’m so dazzled by the brilliancy and beauty that has suddenly burst
upon me, I have no words to express my emotions,” answered
Charlie, gallantly dodging the dangerous question.
“I can’t say yet, for I have not had time to look at anyone. I will
now, if you don’t mind.” And, to the great amusement of the rest,
Mac gravely adjusted his eyeglasses and took an observation.
“Well?” said Phebe, smiling and blushing under his honest stare,
yet seeming not to resent it as she did the lordly sort of approval
which made her answer the glance of Charlie’s audacious blue eyes
with a flash of her black ones.
“I think if you were my sister, I should be very proud of you,
because your face shows what I admire more than its beauty truth
and courage, Phebe,” answered Mac with a little bow full of such
genuine respect that surprise and pleasure brought a sudden dew to
quench the fire of the girl’s eyes and soothe the sensitive pride of
the girl’s heart.
Rose clapped her hands just as she used to do when anything
delighted her, and beamed at Mac approvingly as she said: “Now
that’s a criticism worth having, and we are much obliged. I was
sure you’d admire my Phebe when you knew her, but I didn’t
believe you would be wise enough to see it at once, and you have
gone up many pegs in my estimation, I assure you.?
“I was always fond of mineralogy you remember, and I’ve been
tapping round a good deal lately, so I’ve learned to know precious
metals when I see them,” Mac said with his shrewd smile.
“That is the latest hobby, then? Your letters have amused us
immensely, for each one had a new theory or experiment, and the
latest was always the best. I thought Uncle would have died of
laughter over the vegetarian mania it was so funny to imagine you
living on bread and milk, baked apples, and potatoes roasted in
your own fire,” continued Rose, changing the subject again.