Trif and Trixy: A story of a dreadfully delightful little girl and her adoring and tormented parents, relations, and friendsHabberton, John
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Trif and Trixy: A story of a dreadfully delightful little girl and her adoring and tormented parents, relations, and friends
Habberton, John
Girls -- Fiction
The longer she thought of it the surer she was that her intuitions were
correct, so she said she must go and write a line to dear Phil. Fenie
accompanied her, but when Trif reached her room Fenie was invisible,
for the girl had caught a glimpse of Kate in one of the halls, and had
hurried toward her. Fenie was thinking about Kate and Jermyn, so she
put her arm about Kate, drew her into a parlor in which there chanced
to be no one else, kissed her, and exclaimed:
"You darling girl, I'm so happy about it!"
"So am I, dear," Kate replied, returning Fenie's endearments in kind;
"but I do think Harry might have said something to me, after all that I
have done for him."
"Harry?" said Fenie, with a wondering look. "Doesn't he approve of the
match?"
"Approve? My dear girl, how could he have made it if he hadn't thought
well of it? How strangely you talk!"
"He made it? The sly rogue! He and I have chatted together for hours
every day, but I didn't imagine that anything of the sort was on his
mind."
"Tryphena Wardlow!" exclaimed Kate. "Will you tell me what you are
talking about?"
"About you and Lieutenant Jermyn, to be sure."
"Oh, Fenie!" Kate flushed deeply before she continued: "He and I have
become pleasantly acquainted, and I esteem him very highly, but can you
imagine for a moment that I am anything more than the acquaintance of a
gentleman whom I never saw until this week? How did you get so crazy a
fancy?"
Fenie went down into the valley of humiliation, and said she was sure
she didn't know, unless something that Trixy had said--no, something
that Trixy hadn't said--that is, Trixy had behaved so strangely----
"I don't believe," said Kate frigidly, "that if the cases were
reversed I would attach any importance to the babble of a child. In
the circumstances, I think I ought to be told what Trixy did say, for
she talks with every one, and I should like to know whether it is safe
for me to remain here any longer. I supposed it was safe for me to be
here with your sister as chaperone, but so long as she has her dreadful
child with her no one's reputation is safe. I shall return home at
once. Fortunately Harry's business which brought him to Norfolk is
finished, so there is no reason for our remaining here any longer."
Fenie burst into tears, but Kate had her own trouble to think of,
so she remained indignant. She recalled what Trixy had repeated the
night before, as having been said by some officer; she herself had
been too--well, too surprised and embarrassed at the moment, and too
exhilarated a moment or two later, to think about the first cause of
what passed between her and Jermyn, but she certainly was not going to
remain where her name could give occupation to idle tongues.
"Aunt Fee," exclaimed Trixy, appearing suddenly at the door of the
parlor, "I've been lookin' everywhere for you. Mamma asked me to find
you for her."
"Trixy," asked Kate, "what silly things have you been saying about me?"
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