The next afternoon when Amarilly came home from the theatre, her mother

met her with another burst of information.

"Miss King and the preacher was here. He's agoin' to give us all the

church surpluses to wash and his house-wash, too. Flamingus is to go fer

them to the rectry to-night, and you're to go to Miss King's and get the

waists she has to be did up. She left two car tickets fer you."

"We air jest astubbin' our toes on luck," gasped Amarilly.

"The fust pay from the new washin's shall go fer a new hat and dress fer

you, Amarilly. It's acomin' to you all right. 'Twas you as got this work

fer us."

"No!" was the emphatic reply. "We'll git some more cheers, knives,

spoons, plates, cups, and two more leaves fer the table, so's the

chillern kin all set to table to onct."

"That'll be a hull lot more convenient," admitted Mrs. Jenkins

hopefully. "Co spills things so, and the boys quarrel when you and the

Boarder ain't here to keep peace. It was jest orful this noon. You

wasn't here and the Boarder kerried his dinner. 'Cause Flam put too much

vinegar on Milt's beans, Milt poured it down Flam's neck, and when I

sent him away from the table he sassed me."

"Jiminy!" protested Amarilly indignantly. "I'd make Milt go without his

supper to-night."

"'Tain't his stummick I'm agoin' to punish," said Mrs. Jenkins

sarcastically. "I've laid by a willer switch that'll feel sharper than

the vinegar he wasted. You'd better go to Miss King's right away--and,

Amarilly, mind you ride both ways. It's too far to walk. Don't you sell

the tickets!"

This last prohibitory remark was made in remembrance of Amarilly's

commercial instincts.

When Amarilly was admitted to the basement of her young benefactress's

home a trimly-capped little maid took her to Colette's boudoir.

"Sit down and talk to me, Amarilly. I want to hear more about Lord

Algernon and Mr. Vedder and Pete. Here's a box of chocolate creams that

must be eaten while they are fresh."

Amarilly was slightly awed at first by the luxurious appointments of the

room, but she soon recovered her ease and devoured the novel sweets with

appreciative avidity. Then she proved herself a fascinating raconteur of

the annals of a world unknown to Colette. It was a matter of course to

Amarilly that the leading lady should be supporting an invalid sister;

that the languid Lord Algernon should be sending his savings to his old

mother who lived in the country; that the understudy should sew

industriously through rehearsals and behind the scenes between parts for

her two little fatherless girls; that Pete Noyes should "bank" to buy a

wheeled chair for his rheumatic father; that the villain was "layin' by"

for his parents to come from the Fatherland, and that the company should

all chip in to send the property woman's sick child to the seashore. But

to Colette the homely little stories were vignettes of another side of

life.




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