[_An awful hush ensues, during which Mr. Robinson, finding himself
regarded as a criminal, suddenly slips away, leaving the company to
extricate themselves from their trying situation as best they can. The
hush is followed by a Babel of voices, in which all sorts of suggestions
are made._]
_Mr. J._ (_with heroic and renunciatory self-denial_) Let me speak,
please, Mrs. Thompson. It was very kind in your husband to invite me
to remain to dinner, but now that I shall be the thirteenth, I am sure
you'll excuse me.
_Mr. T._ But it seems so inhospitable.
_Mrs. T._ But it is more generous to deprive ourselves of Mr. Jones's
company than to be the means of bringing ill-luck upon him.
_Mr. J._ Quite right. I bid you good evening, Mrs. Thompson. I sincerely
hope nothing further will occur to mar the pleasure of your evening.
[_Mr. Jones having retired, a move is at once made toward the
dining-room, but just as Mr. Thompson and Mrs. Brown reach the
drawing-room door, they are confronted by Mr. Robinson, who comes in
breathless but triumphant._]
_Mr. R._ I thought it was so unkind of me to throw all your arrangements
into confusion after the ill-luck of numbers you have already had, that
I concluded to telegraph to my brother instead of going. Phew! How I
have hurried! I am glad I am in time.
_Mrs. Brown._ Mr. Thompson, I positively cannot sit down at table
with thirteen. My aunt died of it, and my second cousin. I am positive
it runs in the family, and I know I should be the one to bear the
consequence if we had thirteen at any table where I sat down.
[_The greatest confusion follows. Miss Maria Smith is heard to declare
that_ "Fate takes delight in persecuting her!" _while young Algernon
White mumbles something which has a distinct flavor of the Apostles'
Creed. Mr. Robinson shows a disposition to consider himself a most
ill-used individual, thus to be rewarded for the trouble he has taken._]
_Mr. T._ My dear, what shall we do now?
_Mrs. T._ There is only one thing that I can think of; we can send
across the street for Widow Ellis. You might go yourself and explain to
her how it is.
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