"Well, I sharpened all the wits I had and went to work. I never tried
so hard in my life to be entertaining. Of course I had to feel my way.
I'd no idea what would interest a delicate, high-bred lady"--mother
sniffed again--"so I had to search and probe, and go by guess until I
saw a shade of interest, then I worked in more of the same. It was
easy enough to talk to the Princess--all young folks have a lot in
common, we could get along on fifty topics; it was different with the
housebound mother. I did my best, and after a while Mr. Pryor came in.
I asked him if any of his horses had been attacked with the trouble
some of the neighbours were having, and told him what it was. He had
the grace to thank me. He said he would tell Thomas not to tie his
horse at the public hitching rack when he went to town, and once he got
started, he was wild to talk with a man, and I'd no chance to say a
word to the women. He was interested in our colleges, state, and
national laws, in land development, and everything that all live men
are. When a maid announced dinner I apologized for having stayed so
long, and excused myself, because I had been so interested, but Mrs.
Pryor merely said: 'I'm waiting to be offered your arm.'
"Well, you should have seen me drop my hat and step up. I did my best,
and while I talked to him a little, I made it most to the women. Any
one could see they were starved for company, so I took the job of
entertaining them. I told some college jokes, funny things that had
happened in the neighbourhood, and everything of interest I could think
up. I know we were at the table for two hours with things coming and
going on silver platters."
Mother sat straight suddenly.
"Just what did they have to eat, and how did they serve it?" she asked.
"Couldn't tell if I were to be shot for it, mummy," said Laddie.
"Forgive me! Next time I'll take notes for you. This first plunge, I
had to use all my brains, not to be a bore to them; and to handle food
and cutlery as the women did. It's quite a process, but as they were
served first, I could do right by waiting. I never was where things
were done quite so elaborately before."
"And they didn't know they would have company until you went to the
table?"
"Well, they must have thought likely, there was a place for me."
"Umph!" said mother. "Fine idea! Then any one who drops in can be
served, and see that they are not a mite of trouble. Candace, always
an extra place after this!"
Father just shouted.
"I thought you'd get something out of it!" he said.
"Happy to have justified your faith!" replied mother calmly. "Go on,
son!"
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