This hysteria of the old lady was not an uncommon phenomenon, and excited little comment among the guests, though most of them joined heartily in the outburst, and departed to their homes freed from the superstitious awe which had held them earlier in the evening.
CHAPTER XVIII
MAJOR WALDEN
The fire was burning with active energy in the tall stove, and the dish of water sitting upon it, “to keep the room healthy,� was sending forth steam clouds, as Nathan and Lissa, after closing the door behind the last departing guest, returned to their family room.
Donald had walked home with Esther McCleary, and Mrs. Clyne had retired for the night, leaving them alone.
“It is an ugly night,� Nathan said, shivering and lifting his shoulders, as he stood with his hands held behind him and his back to the stove.
“Yes, and I’m afraid I’m going to have neuralgia in my face again,� said Lissa, pressing her cheek closer to the glowing heat of the fire.
“That’s too bad. I should think that wisdom-tooth would have done troubling you some time. Ain’t it through yet?�
“No; I pity teething children, if they have the pain I have.�
“Better get good and warm before you go to bed. The house seems unusually cool to-night.�
“It’s having the doors open so much. But, Nathan, what is the matter? You have been uncommonly grave and silent all the evening. I hope you have had no trouble at the office?�