In short, little as we knew of the youngest Miss Piper, he was the last man we should have suspected her to select as an admirer. What we did know of their public relations, purely commercial ones, implied the reverse of any cordial understanding. The provisioning of the Piper household was entrusted to Del, with other practical odds and ends of housekeeping, not ornamental, and the following is said to be a truthful record of one of their overheard interviews at the store:—
The youngest Miss Piper, entering, displacing a quantity of goods in the centre to make a sideways seat for herself, and looking around loftily as she took a memorandum-book and pencil from her pocket.
“Ahem! If I ain't taking you away from your studies, Mr. Sparrell, maybe you'll be good enough to look here a minit;—but” (in affected politeness) “if I'm disturbing you I can come another time.”
Sparrell, placing the book he had been reading carefully under the counter, and advancing to Miss Delaware with a complete ignoring of her irony: “What can we do for you to-day, Miss Piper?”
Miss Delaware, with great suavity of manner, examining her memorandum-book: “I suppose it wouldn't be shocking your delicate feelings too much to inform you that the canned lobster and oysters you sent us yesterday wasn't fit for hogs?”
Sparrell (blandly): “They weren't intended for them, Miss Piper. If we had known you were having company over from Red Gulch to dinner, we might have provided something more suitable for them. We have a fair quality of oil-cake and corn-cobs in stock, at reduced figures. But the canned provisions were for your own family.”
Miss Delaware (secretly pleased at this sarcastic allusion to her sister's friends, but concealing her delight): “I admire to hear you talk that way, Mr. Sparrell; it's better than minstrels or a circus. I suppose you get it outer that book,” indicating the concealed volume. “What do you call it?”
Sparrell (politely): “The First Principles of Geology.”
Miss Delaware, leaning sideways and curling her little fingers around her pink ear: “Did you say the first principles of 'geology' or 'politeness'? You know I am so deaf; but, of course, it couldn't be that.”
Sparrell (easily): “Oh no, you seem to have that in your hand”—pointing to Miss Delaware's memorandum-book—“you were quoting from it when you came in.”