"Screech away! I don't mind," said the philosophic Tom. "Only what's
up about this? What's the matter with old Mother Ashurst?"
"Nothing is the matter with Mrs. Ashurst, your father's friend, Tom,"
said Gertrude, trying a bit of dignity, and failing miserably therein,
for Gertrude was a lovable, kissable, Dresden-china style of beauty,
without a particle of dignity in her whole composition. "Mrs. Ashurst
is your father's friend, sir, at least the widow of his old friend,
and your father has asked her to come and stay here on a visit,
and--and we all hope you'll be polite to her." It was seldom that
Gertrude achieved such a long sentence, or delivered one with so much
force. It was quite plain that Mrs. Ashurst was a favourite of hers.
"Oh," said Tom, "all right! Old Mother Ashurst's coming here on a
visit, is she? All right!"
"And Miss Ashurst comes with her," said Maude.
"Oh, Lord!" cried Tom Creswell. "Miss Prim coming too! That'll be a
clear saving of the governor's vinegar and olives all the time she's
here. She's a nice creature, she is!"
And he screwed up his mouth with an air of excessive distaste.
"Well, at all events, she's going to be your father's guest, and we
must all do our best to make the visit pleasant to them," said
Gertrude, who, like most people who are most proud of what they do
least well, thought she was playing dignity admirably.
"Oh, I don't care!" said Tom. "If the governor likes to have them
here, and you two girls are so sweet upon them all of a sudden, I say,
all right. Only look here--no interference with me in any way. The
sight of me mustn't make the old lady break down and burst out
blubbering, or anything of that sort, and no asking me how I'm getting
on with my lessons, and that kind of thing. Stow that, mind!"
"You needn't trouble yourself, I think," said Maude; "it is scarcely
likely that either Mrs. or Miss Ashurst will feel very keen interest
in you or your pursuits."
And out of Maude's flashing eyes, and through Maude's tightly
compressed lips, the sarcasm came cutting like a knife.
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