California -- Fiction; Domestic fiction; Sisters -- Fiction
"People will do anything for money!" he observed once drily. He had met
Justin sternly. "I'm not thinking of my wife's share--I didn't marry
her for her money; never knew she had any! But I'm thinking of Alix."
"Yes--we must think of darling Alix!" Anne had said, nervously eager
that there should be no quarrel. "If Uncle Lee intended me to have all
this money, then I suppose I must take it, but I shan't be happy unless
things are arranged so that Alix shall be COMFORTABLE!"
"B-but the worst of it is, Alix!" Cherry stammered, suddenly, on the
day before she and Martin were to return to Red Creek, "I--I counted on
having enough--enough to live my own life! Alix, I can't--I can't go
back!"
"Why, my darling--" Alix exclaimed, as Cherry began to cry in her arms.
"My darling, is it as bad as all that!"
"Oh, Alix," whispered the little sister, trembling, "I CAN'T bear it.
You don't know how I feel. You and Dad were always here; now that's all
gone--you're going to rent the house and try to teach singing--and I've
nothing to look forward to--I've nobody!"
"Listen, dear," Alix soothed her. "If they advise it, and especially if
Peter advises it when he gets back, we'll fight Anne. And then if we
win our fight, I'll always keep the valley house open. And if we don't,
why I'm going to visit you and Martin every year, and perhaps I'll have
a little apartment some day--I don't intend to board always--"
But she was crying, too. Everything seemed changed, cold and strange;
she had suspected that Cherry's was not a successful marriage; she knew
it now, and to resign the adored little sister to the unsympathetic
atmosphere of Red Creek, and to miss all the old life and the old
associations, made her heart ache.
"There's--there's nothing special, Cherry?" she asked after a while.
"With Martin? Oh, no," Cherry answered, her eyes dried, and her packing
going on composedly, although her voice trembled now and then. "No,
it's just that I get bad moods," she said, bravely. "I was pretty young
to marry at all, I guess."
"Martin loves you," Alix suggested timidly.
"He takes me for granted," Cherry said, after a pause. "There doesn't
seem to be anything ALIVE in the feeling between us," she added,
slowly. "If he says something to me, I make an effort to get his point
of view before I answer. If I tell him some plan of mine, I can see
that he thinks it sounds crazy! I don't seem very domestic--that's all.
I--I try. Really, I do! But--" and Cherry seemed to brace herself in
soul and body--"but that's marriage. I'll try again!"
She gave Alix a long kiss in parting, the next day, and clung to her.
"You're the dearest sister a girl ever had, Alix. You're all I have,
now!"
"I'll write you about the case, and wire you if you're needed, and see
you soon!" Alix said, cheerfully. Then she turned and went back into
the empty house, keeping back her tears until the sound of the surrey
had quite died away.
CHAPTER X
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