“They are going to take me next week to something far, far better than a
ball, only I must not tell you anything about it yet, except that I
keep awake all night sometimes to think of it. But thou sure and firmest
earth, hear not my steps which way they walk!
“It's late, and I'm just going to cuddle in. Good-night! My kisses for
the aunties, and my love to everybody! In fact, you can serve out my
love in ladles this time--being cheap at present, and plenty more where
this is coming from.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you what happened when we returned to the
hospital! It was shockingly late, and the gentlemen had brought us back,
but there was our John Storm with his sad and anxious face waiting up to
see us safely home. He was angry with me, and I didn't mind that in the
least; but when I saw that he liked me well enough to be rude to the
gentlemen I fell a victim to the crafts and assaults of the devil, and
couldn't help laughing out loud; and then Ward Sister Allworthy came
along and lifted her lip and showed me her tusk.
“It was a wonderful night altogether, and I was never so happy in my
life, but all the same I had a good cry to myself alone before going to
bed. Too much water hadst thou, poor Ophelia! Talk about two natures in
one; I've got two hundred and fifty, and they all want to do different
things! Ah me! the 'ould Book' says that woman was taken out of the
rib of a man, and I feel sometimes as if I want to get back to my old
quarters. Glory.
“P.S.--I'll write you a full and particular account of the great event
of next week after it is over. Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest
chuck, till thou applaud the deed. You see I don't want you to eat your
meal in fear--or your porridge either. But I am burning with impatience
for the night to come, and would like to run to it. Oh, if it were done,
when 'tis done, then 'twere well it were done quickly! See? I am going
in for a course of Shakespeare!”
XIV.
A week later Glory made her first visit to the theatre. Her companions
were Drake, who was charmed with her _naïveté_; Lord Robert, who was
amused by it; and Polly Love, who was annoyed and ashamed, and uttered
little peevish exclamations.
As they entered the box which they were to occupy, the attendant drew
back the curtain, and at sight of the auditorium she cried, “Oh!” and
then checked herself and coloured deeply. With her eyes down she sat
where directed in one of the three seats in front, Polly being on her
right and Drake on her left, and Lord Robert at the back of the lace
curtain. For some minutes she did not smile or stir, and when she spoke
it was always in whispers. A great awe seemed to have fallen upon her,
and she was behaving as she behaved in church.
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