Tears of shame and anger glistened in Annie's eyes as she said, "I'm
sure you know very well that I wish to entertain no vulgar, pushing
people. I knew nothing of their 'past.' They seemed pleasant when they
called. They were said to have the means to be liberal if they wished,
and I thought they would be an acquisition to our neighborhood, and
that we might interest them in our church and other things."
"In my view," replied Mr. Walton, a little hotly, "the church and every
good cause would be better off without their money, for, in plain
English, it was acquired in a way that you and I regard as
dishonorable. I'm very sorry they've come to spend it in our
neighborhood. The fact may not be generally known here, but it soon
will be. I consider such people the greatest demoralizers of the age,
flaunting their ill-gotten wealth in the faces of the honest, and
causing the young to think that if they only get money, no matter how,
society will receive them all the same. I am annoyed beyond measure
that we should seem to give them any countenance whatever. Moreover, it
is necessary that I go to Woodville."
"O dear!" exclaimed Annie, in a tone of real distress, "what shall I
do? If I had only known all this before!" Then, turning with sudden
irritation to her father, she asked, "Why did you not tell me about
them?"
"Because you never asked, and I saw no occasion to. I do not like to
speak evil of my neighbors, even if it be true. I did not know of your
call upon them till after it occurred, and then remarked, if you will
remember, that they were people that I did not admire."
"Yes," she exclaimed, in a tone of strong self-disgust, "I do remember
your saying so, though I had no idea you meant anything like what you
now state. The wretched mystery of it all is, why could I not have
remembered it yesterday?"
"Well, my dear," replied the father, with the glimmer of a smile, "you
were a bit preoccupied yesterday; though I don't wonder at that."
"I see it all now," cried Annie, impetuously. "But it was with myself I
was preoccupied, and therefore I made a fool of myself. I was rude to
you last night also, Mr. Gregory, so taken up was I with my own
wonderful being."
"Indeed, Miss Walton, I thought you were thinking of another," said he,
with a keen glance, and she blushed so deeply that he feared she was;
but he added, quickly, "You once told me that it was as wrong to judge
one's self harshly as another. I assure you that I've no complaints to
make, but rather feel gratitude for your kindness. As to this other
matter, it seems to me that in your ignorance of these people you have
acted very naturally."
"I'm sorry I did not tell you more about them," said her father. "I did
intend to, but somehow it escaped me."
"Well," said Annie, with a long breath, "I am fairly in the scrape.
I've invited them, and the question now is, what shall we do?"
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