"
Smiling, his mother knelt outside his door to pray; then, with her
"Amen," pressed her lips to the bronze door-knob; and went silently to
her own apartment.
After breakfasting in bed, George spent the next morning at his
grandfather's and did not encounter his Aunt Fanny until lunch, when
she seemed to be ready for him.
"Thank you so much for the serenade, George!" she said. "Your poor
father tells me he'd just got to sleep for the first time in two
nights, but after your kind attentions he lay awake the rest of last
night."
"Perfectly true," Mr. Minafer said grimly.
"Of course, I didn't know, sir," George hastened to assure him. "I'm
awfully sorry. But Aunt Fanny was so gloomy and excited before I went
out, last evening, I thought she needed cheering up."
"I!" Fanny jeered. "I was gloomy? I was excited? You mean about
that engagement?"
"Yes. Weren't you? I thought I heard you worrying over somebody's
being engaged. Didn't I hear you say you'd heard Mr. Eugene Morgan
was engaged to marry some pretty little seventeen-year-old girl?"
Fanny was stung, but she made a brave effort.
Pages:
164
165
166
167
168
169
170
171
172
173
174
175
176
177
178
179
180
181
182
183
184
185
186
187
188