Now, quite contrary to her behavior at Richmond, she remained almost
motionless on the chair in which Mr. Rapson had placed her, looking like
a beautiful obedient piece of jewelry, waiting till her owner got ready
to claim her. Only at parting did she show me any sign of recollection
and then, while all eyes were occupied with Mr. Rapson, she whispered,
“You were good to me at Richmond. I don’t forget.”
We stayed with my uncle four days. To us children it was a kind of
tragedy when we left. “We must do this every year,” my uncle said.
“If we ar’n’t in Florence,” my father replied gaily.
Going back to school this time was a sore trial--it meant moving out
of the zone of excitement. It seemed that every day something new must
happen; and then there was so much to talk about. However, I got my
pleasure another way--by the things I let out at school, with a boy’s
natural boastfulness, about my uncle. I found myself, what I had always
desired to be, genuinely and extremely popular. Money again! I let them
know that they would probably only have the privilege of my society for
a little while as, in all likelihood, I should be living in Florence
next year.
This term two events happened, intimately related to one another in
their effect upon my career, though at the time no one could have
suspected any connection between them.
Lady Zion, the Creature’s sister, had certainly got more crazy in the
years that had elapsed since I first met her. The winter was a heavy
one and the snow fell far into February; yet nothing could restrain her,
short of an asylum, from wandering about in the bleakest weather all
over the countryside. Sometimes she would stay out far into the night,
and on several occasions the Creature and I had to go out and search for
her. I have seen her pass me five miles from home, riding on her little
ass, talking to herself, all unaware of anything around her.
She was a temptation to the village-boys, and they would frequently
torment her. The antagonism between the Red House and the village ran
high. In a sense she was school property; we would make a chance of
rescuing her an excuse for a free-fight. This meant that when the enemy
found her alone, they took the opportunity of displaying their spite.
On the fourteenth of February she had been out all day. No one had seen
her; by nightfall she had not returned. The Creature got permission to
have me go out with him to hunt for her. It was necessary that someone
should go with him because he was short-sighted. We investigated all her
favorite haunts, but found not a trace of her. We inquired of farmers
and travelers on the road, but heard nothing satisfactory. If she had
gone by field-routes this was not remarkable, for all the country was
covered with snow. Her white draped figure against the white landscape
made it easy for her to escape observation.
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