Miss Billy : $b A neighborhood storyMcNeely, Marian Hurd
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Miss Billy : $b A neighborhood story
McNeely, Marian Hurd
Families of clergy -- Fiction; Neighborhoods -- Fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
"Father and mother both are willing that I should go, but
I know that my trip would mean a big sacrifice on their
part, which I am not willing to accept. You and Mrs. Van
Courtland have always been so kind to me that I am sure
you will understand what I mean, and help me to do what is
right.
"I can never tell you how grateful I am to both of you.
"Lovingly yours,
"BEATRICE LEE."
CHAPTER X
A BROKEN SIDEWALK
"Does he study the wants of his own dominion?
Or doesn't he care for public opinion
A JOT?
The Akond of Swat."
MISS BILLY entered the study with an agitated whirl of ribbons and
hair. Her hat was off, her face flushed, and every curl stood on end.
"What do you think I have discovered?" she said in indignant tones.
Beatrice looked up calmly from her mother's chair. Mr. and Mrs.
Lee were spending the day away from home, and the elder daughter
responded to the question with a little air of authority that was
particularly exasperating to Miss Billy in her present mood:
"If you had asked what you had _lost_ I should know," she said
coolly. "Your temper has evidently gone astray."
"I know I'm foolish to blaze up so suddenly," admitted Miss Billy;
"but it's the injustice of the thing that made me hot. Mrs. Canary
has just been telling me how much rent the Caseys paid for this
house."
"How much was it?" inquired Beatrice. "Less than we are paying?"
"Fifteen dollars instead of twenty," said Miss Billy indignantly.
"But of course I wouldn't say a word about it if old Mr. Schultzsky
had made the repairs he promised. He hasn't lived up to his agreement
at all. We paid for having the house painted; father furnished the
screens; Theodore mended the gate, and I propped up the back fence,
myself. That window upstairs is still broken, and when Ted reminded
him of it he grunted and remarked that the cold weather was over.
The doorbell is out of order, the step is broken, and that walk in
front of the house is a disgrace to the world. The whole tottering
skeleton of a house will fall in a heap some day. If we pay twenty
dollars a month for rent, as we agreed, he is going to do the things
he agreed to."
"How are you going to bring this law of equality about?" inquired
Theodore.
Miss Billy hesitated. The conferences with the landlord in the past
had not met with any visible amount of success. Still there were
forces which had not as yet been brought to bear. Miss Billy decided
quickly, as was her custom.
"What he needs is some one to tell him a few unvarnished truths," she
said energetically. "Father is too easy to deal with him, and mother
is too ladylike. I'm going to interview him myself."
"Billy the Bold!" exclaimed Theodore. "My heart swells with pride at
your courage. Where and when is the interview to take place?"
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