And it proved to be worth while; for the expression on Miss Priscilla
Flint's patrician countenance as she saw a motley crowd coming in at her
front gate was never forgotten either by Ladybird or Stella.
The guests had been bidden to come at three o'clock, and as they obeyed
with scrupulous promptness, the greater part of the party arrived all at
once. As they came up the path, Ladybird grasped the situation with both
hands, and turning to her Aunt Priscilla, said:
"This is my party, aunty, that is coming in, and I hope they will like
you. I did as you told me: I invited those who would enjoy it most, and I
also followed the Bible command, 'If you must make a feast, make it for
the poor, and the halt, and the maimed, and the blind'; and if you can
find anybody poorer or maimeder or halter than these people, I don't know
where they are. I am now going to open the front door and admit my
guests, and I expect them to receive the welcome of Primrose Hall; and
for goodness' sake, aunty, brace up!"
The last admonition was by no means unnecessary, for Miss Flint certainly
looked as if she were about to fall in a faint.
"Did you know of this?" she demanded, turning to Stella, who stood by,
uncertain whether to laugh or sympathize.
"No," said the girl; "I knew nothing of it, and I don't understand it
yet; but I think, Miss Flint, you will be glad afterward, if you rise to
the occasion and show to these friends of Ladybird's, whoever they may
be, the hospitality for which Primrose Hall is so justly famous."
Now Primrose Hall was not famous for its hospitality; indeed, the reverse
was nearer the truth. But Stella's remark touched the old lady's pride,
and she answered:
"Hospitality is all very well, but it does not mean inviting a parcel of
paupers to come in and make themselves at home in one's house."
"No," said Stella, soothingly; "but since Ladybird has asked these
people, and apparently from good and honest motives, is it not your duty
to uphold your niece, at least before strangers?"
"No, it is not!" said Miss Priscilla, angrily. "My niece can bear the
consequences of her own rash act. I'm going to order those people out of
my house at once! Where is Dorinda? Does she know of this outrage?"
Just then Miss Dorinda appeared from the dining-room. She was flushed,
but smiling, and her face wore a satisfied expression which betokened
that all was well in the commissariat department.
Her smile faded as she caught sight of Miss Priscilla's face; but before
that irate lady could say a word, Ladybird came in from the front hall,
marshaling her guests in a decorous line to be presented.
The widow Taylor came first, and she held a twin on either arm. The
Taylor children were about a year old and of strenuous disposition.
Ladybird's eyes were dancing with excitement, but with a demure
politeness that had in it a charming touch of gentle courtesy she
introduced Mrs. Taylor to her aunts.
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