The Story Girl eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 344 pages of information about The Story Girl.

The Story Girl eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 344 pages of information about The Story Girl.

The weird spell of the tale rested on us for some moments after the Story Girl had finished.  We had walked with her in the place of death and grown cold with the horror that chilled the heart of the poor princess.  Dan presently broke the spell.

“You see it doesn’t do to be too proud, Felicity,” he remarked, giving her a poke.  “You’d better not say too much about Peter’s patches.”

CHAPTER V. PETER GOES TO CHURCH

There was no Sunday School the next afternoon, as superintendent and teachers wished to attend a communion service at Markdale.  The Carlisle service was in the evening, and at sunset we were waiting at Uncle Alec’s front door for Peter and the Story Girl.

None of the grown-ups were going to church.  Aunt Olivia had a sick headache and Uncle Roger stayed home with her.  Aunt Janet and Uncle Alec had gone to the Markdale service and had not yet returned.

Felicity and Cecily were wearing their new summer muslins for the first time—­and were acutely conscious of the fact.  Felicity, her pink and white face shadowed by her drooping, forget-me-not-wreathed, leghorn hat, was as beautiful as usual; but Cecily, having tortured her hair with curl papers all night, had a rampant bush of curls all about her head which quite destroyed the sweet, nun-like expression of her little features.  Cecily cherished a grudge against fate because she had not been given naturally curly hair as had the other two girls.  But she attained the desire of her heart on Sundays at least, and was quite well satisfied.  It was impossible to convince her that the satin smooth lustre of her week-day tresses was much more becoming to her.

Presently Peter and the Story Girl appeared, and we were all more or less relieved to see that Peter looked quite respectable, despite the indisputable patch on his trousers.  His face was rosy, his thick black curls were smoothly combed, and his tie was neatly bowed; but it was his legs which we scrutinized most anxiously.  At first glance they seemed well enough; but closer inspection revealed something not altogether customary.

“What is the matter with your stockings, Peter?” asked Dan bluntly.

“Oh, I hadn’t a pair without holes in the legs,” answered Peter easily, “because ma hadn’t time to darn them this week.  So I put on two pairs.  The holes don’t come in the same places, and you’d never notice them unless you looked right close.”

“Have you got a cent for collection?” demanded Felicity.

“I’ve got a Yankee cent.  I s’pose it will do, won’t it?”

Felicity shook her head vehemently.

“Oh, no, no.  It may be all right to pass a Yankee cent on a store keeper or an egg peddler, but it would never do for church.”

“I’ll have to go without any, then,” said Peter.  “I haven’t another cent.  I only get fifty cents a week and I give it all to ma last night.”

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