Chapter 4—Aunts

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ightimeyoudid,”putinMrs.Jane,muchnettledatherbrother'slasthit. “No,thankyou.Comeandhaveacigar,Mac,”saidDr.Alec,abruptly. “Don'tmarrywomenenoughinthefamilyalready,”mutteredUncleMacandthenthegentlemenhastilyfled. “AuntPeacewouldliketoseeyouall,shesays,”wasthemessageRosebroughtbeforetheladiescouldbeginagain. “Hectic,hectic!dearme,dearme!”murmuredAuntMyra,astheshadowofhergloomybonnetfelluponRose,andthestifftipsofablackglovetouchedthecheekwherethecolourdeepenedundersomanyeyes. “Iamgladtheseprettycurlsarenaturaltheywillbeinvaluablebyandby,”saidAuntClara,takinganobservationwithherheadononeside. “Nowthatyourunclehascome,Inolongerexpectyoutoreviewthestudiesofthepastyear.Itrustyourtimewillnotbeentirelywastedinfrivoloussports,however,”addedAuntJane,sailingoutoftheroomwiththeairofamartyr. AuntJessiesaidnotaword,butkissedherlittleniece,withalookoftendersympathythatmadeRoseclingtoheraminute,andfollowherwithgratefuleyesasthedoorclosedbehindher. Aftereverybodyhadgonehome,Dr.Alecpacedupanddownthelowerhallinthetwilightforanhour,thinkingsointentlythatsometimeshefrowned,sometimeshesmiled,andmorethanoncehestoodstillinabrownstudy.Allofasuddenhesaid,halfaloud,asifhehadmadeuphismind, “Imightaswellbeginatonce,andgivethechildsomethingnewtothinkabout,forMyra'sdismalsandJane'slectureshavemadeherasblueasalittleindigobag.” Divingintooneofthetrunksthatstoodinacorner,hebroughtup,afterabriskrummage,asilkencushion,prettilyembroidered,andaquaintcupofdarkcarvedwood. “Thiswilldoforastart,”hesaid,asheplumpedupthecushionanddustedthecup.“Itwon'tdotobegintooenergetically,orRosewillbefrightened.ImustbeguilehergentlyandpleasantlyalongtillI'vewonherconfidence,andthenshewillbereadyforanything.” JustthenPhebecameoutofthedining-roomwithaplateofbrownbread,forRosehadbeenallowednohotbiscuitfortea. “I'llrelieveyouofsomeofthat,”saidDr.Alec,and,helpinghimselftoagenerousslice,heretiredtothestudy,leavingPhebetowonderathisappetite. Shewouldhavewonderedstillmoreifshehadseenhimmakingthatbrownbreadintoneatlittlepills,whichhepackedintoanattractiveivorybox,outofwhichheemptiedhisownbitsoflovage. “There!iftheyinsistonmedicine,I'llorderthese,andnoharmwillbedone.Iwillhavemyownway,butI'llkeepthepeace,ifpossible,andconfessthejokewhenmyexperimenthassucc
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