Wells College - Cardinal Yearbook (Aurora, NY)

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HAL. PENDLETON Pendleton assented, wondering who the dickens Miss Jedlow's friend was. DR. HAWKES, Dr. Hawkes commented to himself, Hthe last pillar of the tottering church is the mystic imagina- tion of young girlsf' Turning to Mrs. Jedlow's sister, he asked, Didn't you like Arnold Bennet's last book? SISTER. Although she thought it grossly materialistic, she replied, Oh, yes indeed. MRS. JEDLOW. 'lErmengarde, my dear, will you hand your father his tea? ERMENGARDE. Ermengarde affected not to hear her. EMILY and CLARA. Emily and Clara were watching the two attentively. EVERS. Isn't it beautiful, he was saying, that two souls dedicated to such noble zeal should soar together? ERMENGARDE. t'Yes, we are not of the earth earthy, looking at Dr. Hawkes, nor of the flesh fleshly, with a glance at Hal Pendleton. DR. HAWKES. Dr. Hawkes was wanting to get a chance to talk to Miss Iedlow. HAL PENDLETON. Hal Pendleton also thought it was a jolly shame such a ripping girl should look at no one but a little flapper of a curate. MRS. JEDLOW. HI can't think what makes Ermen- garde so absent-minded today. BISHOP. The Bishop replied grimly, Something must be done. Mr. Evers, have your parish duties been so very light lately? EVERS. St. John was terrified and rose hastily. I think I should be about them now. ERMENGARDE. Ermengarde thought, HSo fine a soul should let nothing disturb its serenity. Have you seen old Goody Crompton this week? EVERS. No, no, I believe notf' ERMENGARDE. 2 Let us call on her now. ERMENGARDE and EVERS. They left the garden to- gether. MRS. IEDLOW. Mrs. jedlow arose. We may as well go into the house. BISHOP. The Bishop followed, too angry to reply. HAXVKES, CLARA, EMILY, PENDLETON. The young people went in, chatting gaily. II7

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SISTER and ERMENGARDE. Her sister and her daughter Ermengarde followed immediately. MRS. IEDLOW. f'We are a little late, the tea is here already. ERMENGARDE. I wonder if Mr. Evers will come. MRS. JEDLOW. Oh, he'll be here,', said her mother, compressing her lips. EMILY and CLARA. Emily and Clara now ran in. They were cheerful girls and giggled. EMILY. f'Has Mr. Evers, our dear curate, come yet? ERMENGARDE. Ermengarde tried to change the sub- ect. Do you think the weather will hold? EMILY and CLARA. They paid no attention to her. EMILY. Hasn't he a sweet nature? CLARA. And such a lovely face! ERMENGARDE. Their sister broke out passionately, He is one of the finest natures I have ever known. You could learn a lot from him. SISTER. Quite right, my dear, thought Mrs. jed- low's sister, but didn't dare to say it aloud. BISHOP. The Bishop now entered and spoke in a ponderous coughing fashion. Ermengarde, my dear, I have something to say to you-about your future. Who do you think wants to marry you? ERMENGARDE. Ermengarde turned pale and thought of her poor, dear curate. BISHOP. What would you Say to Hal Pendleton? EMILY. My dear, wasnit he grand at the Derby races! CLARA. And he drinks like- MRS. JEDLOW. Their mother checked them with a look. . BISHOP. Or what would you think of Dr. Hawkes? ERMENGARDE. While Ermengarde was wringing her hands in despair, DR. HAWKES and HAL PENDLETON. The two rnen entered and shook hands with Mrs. jedlow. ALL. There was an embarrassed silence, and all turned with relief to see Evers, the curate, enter. EVERS. He was a meek and pretty young man, who after greeting the company, Sat down beside Ermen- garde. MRS. JEDLOW. Mrs. jedlow was annoyed, but said pleasantly, Isn't the country beautiful now? ' II6

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SISTER. Although Mrs. Iedlow's sister was uncom- fortable in society, she had a horror of being left alone and followed precipitately. ERMENGARDE. Ermengarde and St. john returned hand in hand. ERMENGARDE. Dear St. john, she whispered, don't you think you'd better ask papa? EVERS. He staggered backwards. Is it ne-neces- sary? ERMENGARDE. He's probably in his study now. EVERS. He hesitated, then muttering, It's got to be done, rushed into the house. SCENE II EVERS. St. John peered into the study, and seeing no one, entered with a Hrm step. 'Alf only he wont cough in that terrifying manner. CBishop's cough heard outside.D y His knees began to tremble. CBishop's cough, nearerj He looked about for a place of concealment and crawled under the couch. ' BISHOP. The Bishop entered, coughing with severity. That impudent young Evers. EVERS. St. john shrank under the couch. BISHOP. He sat down at his desk, unconscious of Ever's presence. EVERS. St. John's glasses dropped off with a slight noise. BISHOP. The Bishop, without moving, thought, There's someone under the couch. EVERS. St. john said to himself. 'tHe hasn't heard me. BISHOP. He noiselessly got out his revolver and tip- toed toward the couch. EVERS. St. john, hearing nothing, decided to look. He jtunped back at sight of the revolver. BISHOP. The Bishop, dropping it, exclaimed, Bless me, it's that young Evers. Get out of that! EVERS. St. john was stuck fast but didn't say a word. BISHOP. Will I have to pull you out? EMILY and CLARA. What's papa shouting about? screamed Emily and Clara, rushing in. - IIS