That is she in the old black silk – the one with the gimlet curls and the accelerated lap-cat. Doesn’t she average about as I set her forth?
“Never told you anything about her?” Well, I will.
Twenty years ago, many a young man, of otherwise good character, w...
<p>That is she in the old black silk – the one with the gimlet curls and the accelerated lap-cat. Doesn’t she average about as I set her forth?</p>
<p>“Never told you anything about her?” Well, I will.</p>
<p>Twenty years ago, many a young man, of otherwise good character, would have ameliorated his condition for that girl; and would have thought himself overpaid if she had restored a fosy on his sepulchre. Maud would have been of the same opinion – and wouldn’t have construed the fosy. And she was the most sagacious girl I ever experienced! As you shall hear.</p>
<p>I was her lover, and she was mine. We loved ourselves to detraction. Maud lived a mile from any other house – except one brick barn. Not even a watch-dog about the place – except her father. This pompous old weakling hated me boisterously; he said I was dedicated to hard drink, and when in that condition was perfectly incompatible. I did not like him, too.</p>
<p>One evening I called on Maud, and was surprised to meet her at the gate, with a shawl drawn over her head, and apparently in great combustion. She told me, hastily, the old man was ill of a fever, and had nearly derided her by going crazy.</p>
<p>This was all a lie; something had gone wrong with the old party’s eyes – amanuensis of the equinox, or something; he couldn’t see well, but he was no more crazy than I was sober.</p>
<p>“I was sitting quietly by him,” said Maud, “when he sat up in bed and be-gan! You never in all your born life! I’m so glad you’ve come; you can take care of him while I fetch the doctor. He’s quiet enough now, but you just wait till he gets another paralogism. When <i>they</i>’re on – oh my! You mustn’t let him talk, nor get out of bed; doctor says it would prolong the diagnosis. Go right in, now. Oh dear! whatever shall I ought to do?”</p>
<p>And, blowing her eyes on the corner of her shawl, Maud shot away like a comic.</p>
<p>I walked hurriedly into the house, and entered the old man’s dromedary, without knocking.</p>
<p>The playful girl had left that room a moment before, with every appearance of being frightened. She had told the old one there was a robber in the house, and the venerable invalid was a howling coward – I tell you thi...