"Only one week more and we must say good-bye to dear old Halifax," said
Dexie one morning, as she hurriedly made her toilet.
"Well, I am glad of it, for it is cold enough here this morning to freeze a
bear," replied Gussie from among the blankets.
"Oh! Gussie, the ground is covered with snow, and it is still snowing,"
said Dexie, joyfully, as she raised the window curtain. "Oh, I do hope it
will last until we can have one more sleigh drive," and she ran downstairs
singing like a lark.
All day the snow kept falling in large heavy flakes, but towards evening
the weather turned clear and frosty. Then the merry jingle of sleigh-bells
could be heard on every side, for everyone who could was taking advantage
of this, the first sleighing of the season.
Lancy had no trouble in getting Dexie to promise him her company for a
sleigh drive, but he was planning for a private little drive in a single
sleigh, with only room for two; while Dexie, not quite so sentimentally
inclined, was hoping to make it a jolly sleighing party, in which a number
should participate. She had watched Lancy as he drove away to the store in
the large open sleigh which was termed "the delivery team," and a few
whispered words to Elsie were hint enough.
A short time before Lancy could be expected home, Dexie and Elsie, well
wrapped in furs, were making their way towards Mr. Gurney's store on
Granville Street; but meeting Maud Harrington and Fanny Beverly, they
stopped a moment to speak to them.
"Which way are you going, girls?" Dexie asked, her eyes sparkling with
mischief.
"We are on our way home, just now," said Fanny, "but it is a wonder that
you girls are not taking advantage of the sleighing, when it will last only
a day or two at the most."
"Oh! we expect to have a drive later on," said Elsie. "Be on the lookout
for us, and if you are not over-fastidious as to the style of the turnout,
there will be a chance for you to have a drive as well."
"Oh! I'll not refuse a sleigh-drive; I would accept a seat on a bob-sled
rather than miss the first sleighing," said Fanny, with a laugh.
Lancy was surprised when Dexie and his sister made their appearance in the
store; but as Dexie carried some parcels with her, he supposed she had been
out to do some shopping.
"I am almost ready to go home, girls, so sit down and wait for me," he
said, as he brought forward some seats, "and if you will accept a drive in
the delivery, it will save you the walk home."
Of course they would wait and drive back with him; so Lancy went out and
placed some temporary seats in the big sleigh, making them soft and
comfortable by the aid of rugs and robes.
"Are you coming back with us, Hugh?" as Hugh made his appearance from the
booking-room.
"Well--yes--if I may," and he looked over to the window where Dexie was
standing, as if to ask her permission.
"Well, there is plenty of room, Mr. McNeil," she said, with a smile, "so
you won't crowd us."
Lancy helped Dexie into the seat beside himself, so Hugh and Elsie took the
seat behind.
"Really, this is very comfortable, Lancy," said Dexie, as they flew along
the street. "I don't see what better accommodation one could ask than this.
Don't drive straight home; let us have our drive without changing the
sleigh," she added, in a low voice.
"No, I want you alone; there is too much room here to please me," he
replied, with a smile.
"Oh! stop a minute, Lancy," cried Elsie, a moment later. "There is Maud
Harrington and Fanny Beverly; I want to speak to them. Do ask them to come
for a drive."
"Elsie, are you crazy?--in this sleigh? Good evening, ladies" (this to the
laughing girls on the sidewalk). "I am delivering some lively freight, you
see. Don't you admire my turnout?"
"Yes; it is superb. May we get on board?"
"Well, if you would care to--I don't mind," was the hesitating reply; "but
I have nothing but boards for seats, you know."
"Oh! no matter. The first sleigh-drive of the season is always the most
enjoyable, no matter what sort of a sleigh carries you along."
Lancy soon had them seated as comfortably as circumstances would permit,
and they drove off with many expressions of delight.
"Turn up Spring Garden Road, Lancy," said Hugh, entering into the spirit of
the fun; "perhaps we will meet another friend or two who would enjoy a
spin."
Presently they came up with Fred Beverly and May Deblois, as they were
stepping briskly along the sidewalk, who started in surprise as the sleigh
drove up and they recognized the occupants.
"Will you have a drive?" was Lancy's greeting.
"Most willingly," replied Fred, laughing. "Really, this is kind of you,
Gurney, to give your friends a drive on the first snow."
"Oh! you need not give _me_ any credit, for you had better believe I never
intended to form a sleighing party when I started out with _this_ team."
"Unexpected blessings thankfully received," said Fred, laughing. "The going
is fine, but it won't last long, unfortunately."
On they went, their merry laughter chiming with the jingling of the sleigh
bells, and more than one person turned to look after them with a feeling of
envy.
"Oh! that was Mrs. Gordon we just passed at the corner," said Elsie, in a
whisper. "How horrified she would be if she knew who we were!"
"Do let us call for Nina," said Dexie; "there is room for one more, and I'm
sure she would enjoy it."
"But she would not consider it 'the correct thing,'" said Fred, with a
laugh, "so you would have your trouble for nothing."
"Oh, I am sure she would _love_ to come! do let me run in and ask her!" she
urged, as they neared the house. "Ten to one she will not come until her
mamma comes home to tell her if it is 'the correct thing' or not," said
Fred, teasingly.
"Yes, that will be just it; she will not know what to wear for this special
occasion, and it is a pity to lose a moment of this beautiful evening,"
said Fanny.
"I'll run the risk, and stand responsible for 'the correct thing' this
time," said Dexie; "so do let me out, Lancy. Give me three minutes, and I
will return with or without her."
Dexie had noticed Nina's wistful face in the window as they drove up, so
she ran into the house without ceremony.
"Come, Nina, can you get ready to go for a drive in three minutes? Say,
quick!"
"Oh, I would _love_ to go, but mamma is out, and I could not get ready so
soon without her. Oh, I am so sorry!" and she looked her disappointment.
"Come along; I'll dress you in a jiffy," and she pulled her out into the
hall, and from among the clothing which hung in the cloak closet she soon
had her muffled to the ears, in spite of Nina's repeated protests that
_none_ of those articles of clothing belonged to herself, but to her uncle.
"Oh, I am so afraid; indeed, I feel _sure_ mamma would say that it is not
the correct thing to go like this."
"Oh, no matter; hurry, or they won't wait for us. It won't hurt to be
dressed in this rig for a short time," and Dexie hurriedly buttoned the big
coat around her, and pulled a fur cap down over her ears, completely
concealing her identity.
"My muff and furs are upstairs somewhere. Mamma put them away."
"This will keep your neck warm," and Dexie snatched a fancy woollen afagan
from the back of a chair, and wrapped it around Nina's neck. "Put your
hands up your sleeves, and you will never miss your muff," and she hurried
her _double_ out on the sidewalk.
"Time is just up," said Fred, "but you have done it complete. Let me help
you in, Miss Gordon," and Nina was soon tucked in among the rest.
"Now, drive on as fast as you like; we must not keep her out long, for fear
her mother should see her. I expect she would never hear the last of it.
For once the correct thing has been set aside. What do you say, Elsie?"
Dexie whispered; "I am sure Nina will enjoy the drive, even though she may
be tormented with the thought of her novel wrappings."
Nina did indeed enjoy the drive. It was so seldom that any girlish
pleasures came her way that for once she forgot to worry about her
appearance.
Dexie's self-reliant manner was doing much to inspire Nina with courage to
act on her own responsibility occasionally, and the few weeks' acquaintance
with girls of her own age made quite an improvement in her manner, so that
she could now laugh with the rest at the harmless jokes which passed back
and forth, without waiting to consult her mamma about the propriety of it.
They were driving along pretty fast, for the streets had become hard and
smooth by the continual passing of so many teams; but the speed only added
to their pleasure, and no one had a thought of a possible mishap. As they
turned a corner the sleigh gave a sudden slew, and instantly all hands
found themselves on the ground in one grand, promiscuous heap, the shrill
screams of the girls adding to the general confusion. Lancy landed on his
feet, and quickly brought the horses to a standstill, and it took but an
instant to right the sleigh on its runners again. With quick movements Hugh
and Fred picked up their scattered belongings, and helped the girls back
into their seats, making many anxious inquiries as to whether any of them
were hurt, and they drove rapidly away before a crowd had time to gather.
The girls were breathless with laughter and excitement; it had all happened
so suddenly they had not time to realize their awkward predicament before
they were back into their places again. Lancy was the only one who did not
laugh over their tumble, and his frequent apologies made them feel that he
blamed himself for the catastrophe.
"Lancy," said Fred, at last, "it was not your fault that we spilled over;
that corner was as smooth as glass, and we _had_ to go, but we are not
hurt a bit, so don't take it to heart. Man alive! it was the crowning event
of the evening to see Hugh sliding off on his ear! Did you have time to
make an observation of my remarkable somersault, Hugh? It was cleverly
done; a professional tumbler could not have done it better!" and Lancy was
obliged to join in the laugh that followed.
"Well, I have picked up quite an assortment," said Dexie, whose lap was
full of articles she had hastily swept from the ground when she rose to her
feet. "This is your muff, Maud, and this fur glove must be yours, Mr.
McNeil. Now, who claims this silk handkerchief and handbag?"
The handkerchief proved to have come from Nina's pocket, but no one claimed
the handbag.
"I have still a fur-lined driving-glove, with a crown on the buttons, a
bunch of keys, and a--something in a jewel case. Will the owners please
prove property and pay expenses?"
Fred put in a claim for the bunch of keys, but an owner was still wanted
for the handbag, driving-glove and jewel case, which, on examination,
proved to contain a handsome gold watch.
"Someone else must have been spilled out at the corner besides ourselves, I
expect," said Lancy, "and they must have lost these articles. Perhaps we
will find some trace of the owner if we search the handbag when we get
home. Here we are, Miss Gordon, none the worse for your tumble, I hope," he
added, as he drew up to the curb-stone, and Hugh helped her up the steps to
the door. The rest of the party were then left at their respective
door-steps, as they drove along towards home.
At Elsie's request, Dexie followed her into the house, and they were soon
searching the contents of the handbag for some clue to its owner, but with
little success. Not so, however, with the watch, for as Lancy touched the
spring and caused the case to fly open his exclamation of surprise caused
Dexie to look up, and a flush of crimson spread over her face as she read
the words that revealed its owner, for engraved on the inside of the case
were these words:
"Presented to Lieutenant Wilbur by his brother officers, in token of
distinguished bravery."
Hugh could not understand the meaning of Dexie's flushed face, even though
he stepped forward and read the inscription over Lancy's shoulder, for he
had never learned just how Dexie had escaped from the vessel, but supposed
that Lancy had in some way brought it about.
"One good turn deserves another, and--gets it this time," said Lancy, with
a meaning smile. "I fancy that Lieutenant Wilbur would not care to lose
this particular watch."
"Will you send it back to him, Lancy?" said Dexie.
"No, not I; but I will send him word where he will find it. Do you remember
his address?"
"Well, I think I have his card somewhere; but I don't want to see him,
Lancy," she said, in a low tone.
Hugh heard the whispered conversation, and wondered what connection there
could be between Dexie and the lieutenant that caused such a look on her
face at the sight of his name.
Dexie left the watch in Lancy's care and went home, but she was present
next evening when the lieutenant called to claim his property; and as he
brought with him a letter of introduction from Major Gurney, he was well
received, and his pleasant and affable manner won golden opinions from all.
Yet not from all, either, for Hugh McNeil watched him with frowning brows,
and he scowled darkly as he observed Dexie and the lieutenant in close
conversation in a corner by themselves.
When Hugh met the lieutenant in the hall on his way out, he did not
hesitate to put the question that had been troubling him all day:
"You seem to have met Miss Sherwood before, Lieutenant Wilbur. May I ask
where?"
The lieutenant looked at him steadily for a moment before replying:
"I am not at liberty to tell you that, at present, Mr. McNeil, for that is
Miss Sherwood's secret, not mine. She tells me that she will be leaving
Halifax in a few days; if you will call on me at this address, one week
after she has gone," and he handed Hugh his card, "I will be at liberty to
place in your hands a _souvenir_ which Miss Sherwood leaves in my care for
you. Until that time, I wish you good evening;" and, lifting his hat, the
lieutenant departed, leaving Hugh much puzzled over his words.