“But, Miss Barrington,” the lad appealed to the elderly woman, “should one keep a hastily made promise when there is no justice in it? I am sure that my father would approve of my friendship with Nan, and though I regret my mother’s attitude, I do not think that I should be influenced by it. If you and Miss Dahlia will grant me permission to be Nan’s comrade once more, I will promise to care for her as I would wish another to care for a sister of mine.”
They were seated about the wide hearth for the evenings were cool.
“Robert Widdemere,” Miss Ursula said, “if Anne wishes your friendship, we will welcome you into our home whenever you desire to come. We wish Anne to remain at the Pine Crest seminary until June. We are then going to our cottage on the coast of Maine until October, when we will return to San Seritos for the winter.”
The lad’s eyes were glowing. “How I would like to go back there,” he said, then, turning to the girl, he added, laughingly, “I suppose Lady Red Bird is too grown now to climb the pepper tree.”
“I suppose so,” Nan replied merrily. “That is one of the penalties of being civilized.”
Soon the lad rose reluctantly. “I promised Cousin Peggy that I would return for the supper dance at ten o’clock,” he said, “and to keep that promise I must leave at once. But, Nan, you have not yet told me that you care to have my friendship.”
The girl looked thoughtfully into the fire a moment and then replied slowly, “Robert Widdemere, I do want your friendship, but I would be happier if I might have it with your mother’s consent.”
“Then you shall,” the boy replied.
In the meanwhile Peggy had sought Phyllis. “I don’t in the least understand what is happening,” she said. “First your friend, disguised as a gypsy, leaves in a panic, then Cousin Robert insists on knowing where she has gone and follows her, and when his mother heard about it, she became so angry that she went at once to her room and bade us tell Robert to come to her the moment he returns. What can it all mean?”
“It’s just as much a mystery to me, Peg,” Phyllis said. “But there comes Robert now. Perhaps he will explain.”