New England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
"In politics," continued Mrs. Morris,--"and Northern politics, Isabel.
Arthur's will be in the church!"
"Yes," said the other, but her whole attention was within the fence at
their side, where a rough stile, made in boyhood days by the two
brothers and Leonard, led over into the garden. She sprang up. "Let's
go, mother; he's coming!"
"Who, my child?"
"Both! Come, dear, come quickly! Oh, I don't know why we ever came out
at all!"
"My dear, it was you proposed it, lest some one should come in!"
The daughter had moved some steps down the road, but now turned again;
for Ruth and Godfrey, returning, came out through the garden's high
gateway. However, they were giving all their smiles to the greetings
which the General sent them from his piazza.
"Come over, mother!" called Isabel, in a stifled voice. "Cross to the
hill path!" But before they could reach it Arthur and Leonard came into
full view on the stile. Isabel motioned her mother despairingly toward
them, wheeled once more, and with a gay call for Ruth's notice hurried
to meet her in the middle of the way.
III
ARTHUR AND LEONARD
Godfrey passed over to the General, who had walked down to his gate on
his way to the great elm. Out from behind the elm came the other two
men, Arthur leading and talking briskly:--
"The sooner the better, Leonard. Now while my work is new and taking
shape--Ah! here's Mrs. Morris."
Both men were handsome. Arthur, not much older than Ruth, was of medium
height, slender, restless, dark, and eager of glance and speech. Leonard
was nearer the age of Godfrey; fairer than Arthur, of a quieter eye,
tall, broad-shouldered, powerful, lithe, and almost tamely placid. Mrs.
Morris met them with animation.
"Have our churchwarden and our rector been having another of their long
talks?"
The joint reply was cut short by Godfrey's imperative hail: "Leonard!"
As Byington turned that way, Arthur said quietly to Mrs. Morris, "He's
promised to retain charge"--and nodded toward Isabel. The nod meant
Isabel's financial investments.
"And mine?" murmured the well-pleased lady.
"Both."
The two gave heed again to Godfrey, who was loudly asking Leonard, "Why
didn't you tell us the news?"
"Oh," drawled Leonard smilingly, "I knew father would."
"I haven't talked with Godfrey since he came," said Mrs. Morris; and as
she left Arthur she asked his brother: "What news? Has the governor
truly made him"--
"District attorney, yes," said Godfrey. "Ruth, I think you might have
told me."
"Godfrey, I think you might have asked me," laughed the girl, drawing
Isabel toward Arthur and Leonard, in order to leave Mrs. Morris to
Godfrey.
Arthur moved to meet them, but Ruth engaged him with a question, and
Isabel turned to Leonard, offering her felicitations with a sweetness
that gave Arthur tearing pangs to overhear.
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