"She wants to open a school up at Sunnybank, papa. _Do_ let us go!"
cried the girl, eagerly. His face wore a mask of extreme concern.
"It cannot be! the righteous Fates can never be so oblivious to
unparalleled excellence as to ordain that you--the solitary scion of
an aristocratic race, shall be reduced by unpropitious vicissitudes,
to the necessity of maintaining yourself by the arduous employment of
imparting instruction to the juvenile mind!"
"A friend is to be the instructress, sir. I shall exercise a general
supervision."
"What a mountain you remove! I trembled at the supposition that you
were precipitated upon the frozen charities of a mercenary world. Ah,
my young friend! the most shameful part of human hypocrisy is the
heartless repudiation of unmerited exigency!"
"May we go, papa?" persisted the daughter. "I so want to learn!"
"My beloved! wariness is indispensable in the adjudication of a measure
vitally affecting your intellectual progress. Is your friend versed in
classical lore, Miss Ross?"
This absurdity was almost a match for Ida's forbearance. "Her
recommendations cannot be impeached, Mr. Pinely," she said, spiritedly.
"I solicit no further assurance, Miss Ross, than your approbation
of her qualifications. You have my paternal sanction, my daughter.
Moderate your transports, my love!" She had clapped her hands.
"Pray assign her extravaganzas to the intensity of her admiration
of your lovesome self, Miss Ross. I blush at the trivialness of the
reference--but my income is not what it was, when your father and
myself were twin-souls. The remorseless falchion of Time cleaves down
rank and fortune in his flight. The remuneration,--Miss Ross! If
the scanty pecuniary assistance I can render your fair friend will
ameliorate her hardships, my 'bosom's lord will sit lightly on its
throne!'"
Ida curtly told him, "no tuition fees were demanded."
"That materially alters the aspect of your proposition. My munificent
lady! this is a flagrant spoliation of yourself!"
"I do not consider it as such, sir."
"Your enthusiastic philanthropy misleads you. _I_ cannot be an
accomplice to this generous fraud. My children remain in their own
habitation unless your friend accepts compensation for her toils."
Laura looked ashamed and sorrowful, and Ida restrained her indignant
contempt. "We will not differ about a trifle, Mr. Pinely. The terms
and time of payment are subject to your discretion and convenience. I
may enter your little ones--Laura included? There are three, besides
yourself, Laura?"
"They are docile to the flower-wreathed wand of moral suasion, Miss
Ross, but may betray obduration if sterner means are employed. Of
corporeal punishment we will not speak; the rod would fall barbless,
from the lily digits of gentle woman."
"You will come to school, Monday week;" Ida was saying to Laura: "but
do not wait until then to pay me a visit. I must have a long talk with
you. Good bye."
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