"Well, all I got to say is that Mis' Carter ain't called on to git any mo' waitin' on than the young ladies. They's as blue-blooded as what she is an' even mo' so as they is got all the blood she's got an' they paw's beside. I bet she ain't goin' to tun a han' to fill any of these folks up. There she is now a-dancin' 'round like a teetotaller a-helpin' the boarders to shake down they victuals. I'll be boun' some of these here Hungarians will be empty befo' bed time." CHAPTER VI POSTPRANDIAL CONVERSATIONS It was a wonderful night. The sun had set in a glory of clouds while Oscar was still endeavoring to fill 'em up. The moon was full and "round as the shield of my fathers." It was very warm with not a breeze stirring. Jeffry Tucker drew Nan down on the first fallen log they came to out of reach of the noise from the pavilion. "It is fine to be able to leave the city for a while," he said, drawing in deep breaths of mountain air. "And now, Miss Nan Carter, I want you to tell me what was the reason for the S. O. S. that you sent out to me as plain as one pair of eyes can speak to another. I am a very old friend of your father, have known him ever since I was a little boy at school where I looked up to him and admired him as only a little boy can a big one. I see he is in poor health, at least in a nervous state, and I am wondering if there isn't something I can do. I don't want to butt in--you understand that, don't you? But if I can help, I want to." And then Nan Carter did just exactly what everybody always did: she took Jeffry Tucker into her confidence and told him all of the troubles of the family. He listened attentively. "I see! The rent from the house in Richmond is the only income you can depend upon just now, and your mother wants to live at home again and have Miss Douglas make her debut in state. She has given up college for lack of funds, but she is to make her debut instead--a much more expensive pastime, I fancy. What does your father say?" "Oh, that is the terrible part of it! We don't want anyone to appeal to father--he is sure to say that mother must do just as she chooses. He always has said that and he thinks that he is put on earth just to gratify mother's every wish. Mr. Tucker, please don't think mother is selfish--it isn't that--she is just inexperienced." "Certainly not! Certainly not!" But that gentleman crossed his fingers and quickly possessed himself of a bit of green leaf, which was the Tucker twins' method, as children, when they made a remark with a mental reservation, the remark for politeness and the mental reservation for truth. "You see, if father begins to think that mother wants things that it will take more money to buy, he will go back to work, and Dr. Wright says that nothing but a complete rest will cure him--rest and no worries." "Can't Dr. Wright have a plain talk with your mother and explain matters to her?"