The Tin Soldier
ts. At the breakfast table her father told her that Hilda would stay on Gen
you alone at night,
avenly, Daddy,
n? She had resolved that if Derry came, she would tell her father aft
Shop in high feather. "You
ou know that I can
will, d
ms with a touch of inspiration which resulted in a row of
them in the window on Christmas mor
above the blue apron, was
e Hilda is aw
wh
-rapt
Hilda is away, and other thin
by her secrecy, she flew to kiss
or at least her heart ran, and when she
And I want Lady-bread-and-butter, and oh, Ell
She felt, however, that even Mr. Hoover might sanct
had been kept by her mother for intimate friends. There was a wide window which faced west, a da
n this room-of blue to match the bowl, with
y-Ann to watch proceedings,
tty, Polly-Ann," she sai
ped into it, she surveyed herself wi
d the mirror. "Why
discerned something which made her change her gown. Quite soberly she got herself into a little nun's froc
and stupendous occasion. Throughout the world the emotions of men and women were being quickened to a pace set by a mighty conflict. Never again would Jean McKenzie laugh o
wn early with her knitting, and sat on the deep-rose Davenport. The curtains were not drawn. There
voices. Jean sat tense. Then as her caller e
the door was
puffed-out as to trousers, his cheeks red with the cold, his brown e
luck," he said,
nds with him
ck to Bay Shore. You said
e. We are to go to Key West. I am t
w s
avenport. "In three days, and an
e going to propose to her again, in this room wh
she asked, desperately. "I'
ather
d-and-butter, and the little pound cakes with the nuts and white frosting which had been meant for Derry, and then he
e you." She was
what love is-I
want to b
w what it mean
eat green tree bending down to crush he
ence a bel
saw Ralph Witherspoon towering insolently in his aviator's green. He saw Jean, b
Julia brought more tea for him, more Lady-bread-a
his millions, was formidable. Ralph's idea of a man's attractiveness for women was founded on his belief in their admiration of good looks, and their liking for the possession of, as he would himself have expressed it, "plenty
llions meant nothing to Jean. Had he remained the shabby son of the s
d. He stayed until five, until hal
d of the glo
dow. It was a silk tassel, and he pulled at one strand of it until it was flossy and frayed. He was unconscious of his work of destr
t none the less it was Ralph they saw, poised like a bird at incredible heig
g back, as if he expected that Derry might go with him. But Derry,
ry was alon
ment of coldness and of languor which had seemed to enshroud Derry had drop
el
orry-," her voice breaking. "Daddy told
tend that he
he couldn't break his word. But he knew that you were brave. That the thin
te, her eyes dee
uld be on my knees-do you know what it
ht to write. To some men
think of what this day would have been for me if you had not written. Everybody is calling me-a
he disposed of him. "Ralp
tried to laugh. But they wer
ring himself again to the silken tassel. "Now that you know a part," he
but there came moments when she laid it down and looke
n conclusion, "but-but if you will
as if by a strong wind, and he
ng," he said, and was
the tide of that mighty wave
rself, he was again anchored
until that night in the Toy Shop of anybody-like you. Of anybody so-adorable. When your note came this mo
t that moment-for his eloquence was a burning
trictly tailored and pra
Mr. Drake, don
ee him here. She held out her hand. "I remember tha
ay that he said it took Miss Emily's breath away. "Please don'
something which touched the stars-something which all her life
n my line," she said. "You
. "I'm starved. And if I e
r, Emily, and there are
d dress. Your father sent for my ba
heerful good-bye,
took Jean's hand. He stood looking
,-y
anything, if we could go to church together-to
the shi
e you c
it is s
you'
lov
young, so divinely innocent. He felt that he must n
. Remembering the nun's dress, he sent violets in a gr
's place, a quiet contrast in her slenderness and modest blac
o busy,
on't you? I can't imagine you
I could push it away a
t Dr. Richards went
nvy
flowers came, and she
a set the basket in front o
a card. A wave of self-conscious color swept over her
ow did th
ea, and Ralph, and Emily-only Emi
u've m
ake up much, Daddy,
o the rescue. "He
want him sending flowers to my daughter.
as always been a garden where you have wandered at will. And now
rs that I shouldn't ca
to understand that she'll pluc
d face. "Yes, thank God. And than
is cigar, Emily on the other side with her knitting. Jean between them in a low chai
u knitting?" t
o set a good ex
a?" He threw back h
ugh. Isn't it c
was still feeling the fineness of the thing she had
Dad
If you had Emily all the time you'
re teasing," Jean told him, "I'll forgiv
doesn't deserve to be forgiven. Some day he is going to be devoured b
. There was no doubt that there was a spri
hter, Emily. Isn't j
in
y n
s reluctance, "you'
han he was willing to admit
om them, came back with, "I am g
? Wh
, and may I bring h
g for invitations? He has probably been a
, Daddy. And anyhow I should like
millions is
inding, whirling revelation. He had said, "I wanted some one-who cared-." Not for a moment since then had the world been real to her. She had seemed in the
that Miss Jean was wa
the Eye and Ear Hospital? The President and his wife would be there-the only ball they had attended this season-every
es. But she was not s
you-y
ll
ed feet and expl
? Tonigh
, Da
at time
He'll come
t leave Emily
ind-darling-wi
not. I am o
that she should sit alone by an empty hearth while he and Jean frivolled. He had never thought of Hilda by an empty hearth-and she had been often alone-but there was thi
turesqueness at the dinner table, her trim
Emily. "You can tell Drake we wi
or, I'd ra
y n
luded in the
e self-c
n't anythin
is moment. And Jean can get you that scarf
es, Daddy." Jean danced
nclude Miss Bridges. "Br
ozen. I want just
d m
urse-s
along the wire.
o change
hour,
es
elieve that we ar
get