Hoover,withatroubledface,“foryouseesheisagrowin’girl,“
andsheconcluded,withsomeembarrassment,“Ican’tquitemakeupmymindhowtodressher。“
“Howoldisshe?“askedthemasterabruptly。
“Goin’ontwelve,but,“——andMrs。Hooveragainhesitated。
“Why,twoofmyscholars,theBromlygirls,areoverfourteen,“
saidthemaster,“andyouknowhowtheyaredressed;“butherehehesitatedinhisturn。IthadjustoccurredtohimthatthelittlewaifwasfromtheextremeSouth,andtheprecociousmaturityofthemixedracestherewaswellknown。Heevenremembered,tohisalarm,tohaveseenbridesoftwelveandmothersoffourteenamongthenativevillagers。Thismightalsoaccountforthesuggestionofequalityinhermanner,andevenforaslightcoquettishnesswhichhethoughthehadnoticedinherwhenhehadaddressedherplayfullyasamuchacha。“IshoulddressherinsomethingSpanish,“hesaidhurriedly,“somethingwhite,youknow,withplentyofflouncesandalittleblacklace,orablacksilkskirtandalacescarf,youknow。She’llbeallrightifyoudon’tmakeherlooklikeaservantoradependent,“headded,withashowofconfidencehewasfarfromfeeling。“Butyouhaven’ttoldmehername,“heconcluded。
“Aswe’rereckonin’toadopther,“saidMrs。Hoovergravely,“you’llgiveherours。“
“ButIcan’tcallher’MissHoover,’“suggestedthemaster;“what’sherfirstname?“
“Wewasthinkin’o’’SerafinaAnn,’“saidMrs。Hooverwithmoregravity。
“Butwhatishername?“persistedthemaster。
“Well,“returnedMrs。Hoover,withatroubledlook,“meandHiramconsiderit’saheathenishsortofnameforayounggal,butyou’llfinditinmybrother’sletter。“ShetookaletterfromunderthelidofalargeBibleonthetableandpointedtoapassageinit。
“Thechildwaschristened’Concepcion,’“readthemaster。“Why,that’soneoftheMarys!“
“Thewhich?“askedMrs。Hooverseverely。
“OneofthetitlesoftheVirginMary;’MariadelaConcepcion,’“
saidMr。Brooksglibly。
“Itdon’tsoundmuchlikeanythin’soChristiananddecentas’Maria’or’Mary,’“returnedMrs。Hooversuspiciously。
“Buttheabbreviation,’Concha,’isverypretty。Infactit’sjustthething,it’ssoverySpanish,“returnedthemasterdecisively。
“Andyouknowthatthesquawwhohangsabouttheminingcampiscalled’ReservationAnn,’andoldMrs。Parkins’snegrocookiscalled’AuntSerafina,’so’SerafinaAnn’istoosuggestive。
’ConchaHoover’’sthename。“
“P’r’apsyou’reright,“saidMrs。Hoovermeditatively。
“Anddresshersoshe’lllooklikehernameandyou’llbeallright,“saidthemastergaylyashetookhisdeparture。
Nevertheless,itwaswithsomeanxietythenextmorningheheardthesoundofhoofsontherockybridlepathleadingtotheschoolhouse。HehadalreadyinformedhislittleflockoftheprobableadditiontotheirnumbersandtheirbreathlesscuriositynowaccentedtheappearanceofMr。Hooverridingpastthewindow,followedbyalittlefigureonhorseback,halfhiddeninthegracefulfoldsofaserape。Thenextmomenttheydismountedattheporch,theserapewascastaside,andthenewscholarentered。
Alittlealarmedeveninhisadmiration,themasterneverthelessthoughthehadneverseenamoredaintyfigure。Herheavilyflouncedwhiteskirtstoppedshortjustaboveherwhite-stockingedanklesandlittlefeet,hiddeninwhitesatin,low-quarteredslippers。Herblacksilk,shell-likejackethalfclaspedherstaylessbustcladinanunder-bodiceofsoftmuslinthatfaintlyoutlinedacontourwhichstruckhimasalreadywomanly。Ablacklaceveilwhichhadprotectedherhead,shehadonenteringslippeddowntohershoulderswithagracefulgesture,leavingoneendofitpinnedtoherhairbyaroseaboveherlittleyellowear。ThewholefigurewassoinconsistentwithitspresentsettingthatthemasterinwardlyresolvedtosuggestamodificationofittoMrs。
Hooverashe,withgreatgravity,however,ledthegirltotheseathehadpreparedforher。Mr。Hoover,whohadbeenassistingdisciplineasheconscientiouslybelievedbygazingwithhushed,reverentreminiscenceonthewalls,herewhisperedbehindhislargehandthathewouldcallforherat“fouro’clock“andtiptoedoutoftheschoolroom。Themaster,whofeltthateverythingwoulddependuponhisrepressingthechildren’sexuberantcuriosityandmaintainingthedisciplineoftheschoolforthenextfewminutes,withsupernaturalgravityaddressedtheyounggirlinSpanishandplacedbeforeherafewslightelementarytasks。Perhapsthestrangenessofthelanguage,perhapstheunwontedseriousnessofthemaster,perhapsalsotheimpassibilityoftheyoungstrangerherself,allcontributedtoarresttheexpandingsmilesonlittlefaces,tochecktheirwanderingeyes,andhushtheireagerwhispers。Bydegreesheadswereagainloweredovertheirtasks,thescratchingofpencilsonslates,andthefar-offrappingofWoodpeckersagainindicatedthenormalquietoftheschoolroom,andthemasterknewhehadtriumphed,andtheordealwaspast。
Butnotasregardedhimself,foralthoughthenewpupilhadacceptedhisinstructionswithchildlikesubmissiveness,andevenasitseemedtohimwithchildlikecomprehension,hecouldnothelpnoticingthatsheoccasionallyglancedathimwithademuresuggestionofsomeunderstandingbetweenthem,orasiftheywereplayingatmasterandpupil。Thisnaturallyannoyedhimandperhapsaddedasevererdignitytohismanner,whichdidnotappeartobeeffective,however,andwhichhefanciedsecretlyamusedher。
Wasshecovertlylaughingathim?Yetagainstthis,onceortwice,asherbigeyeswanderedfromhertaskovertheroom,theyencounteredthecuriousgazeoftheotherchildren,andhefanciedhesawanexchangeofthatfreemasonryofintelligencecommontochildreninthepresenceoftheireldersevenwhenstrangerstoeachother。Helookedforwardtorecesstoseehowshewouldgetonwithhercompanions;heknewthatthiswouldsettleherstatusintheschool,andperhapselsewhere。EvenherlimitedEnglishvocabularywouldnotinanywayaffectthatinstinctive,childliketestofsuperiority,buthewassurprisedwhenthehourofrecesscameandhehadexplainedtoherinSpanishandEnglishitspurpose,toseeherquietlyputherarmaroundthewaistofMatildaBromly,thetallestgirlintheschool,asthetwowhiskedthemselvesofftotheplayground。Shewasamerechildafterall!
Otherthingsseemedtoconfirmthisopinion。Later,whenthechildrenreturnedfromrecess,theyoungstrangerhadinstantlybecomeapopularidol,andhadevidentlydispensedherfavorsandpatronagegenerously。TheelderBromlygirlwaswearingherlaceveil,anotherhadpossessionofherhandkerchief,andathirddisplayedtherosewhichhadadornedherleftear,thingsofwhichthemasterwasobligedtotakenotewithaviewofreturningthemtotheprodigallittlebarbarianatthecloseofschool。Laterhewas,however,muchperplexedbythemysteriouspassageunderthedesksofsomeunknownobjectwhichapparentlywasmakingthecircuitoftheschool。Withtheannoyedconsciousnessthathewasperhapsunwittinglyparticipatinginsomegame,hefinally“nailedit“inthepossessionofDemosthenesWalker,agedsix,tothespontaneousoutcryof“Cotched!“fromthewholeschool。WhenproducedfromMasterWalker’sdeskincompanywithahornedtoadandapieceofgingerbread,itwasfoundtobeConcha’swhitesatinslipper,theyounggirlherself,meanwhile,bendingdemurelyoverhertaskwiththebereftfoottuckeduplikeabird’sunderherskirt。Themaster,reservingreproofofthisandotherenormitiesuntillater,contentedhimselfwithcommandingtheslippertobebroughttohim,whenhetookittoherwiththesatiricalremarkinSpanishthattheschoolroomwasnotadressingroom——Camaraparavestirse。Tohissurprise,however,shesmilinglyheldoutthetinystockingedfootwithasingularcombinationofthespoiledchildandthecoquettishsenorita,andremainedwithitextendedasifwaitingforhimtokneelandreplacetheslipper。Buthelaiditcarefullyonherdesk。
“Putitonatonce,“hesaidinEnglish。
Therewasnomistakingthetoneofhisvoice,whateverhislanguage。Conchadartedaquicklookathimlikethemomentaryresentmentofananimal,butalmostasquicklyhereyesbecamesuffused,andwithahurriedmovementsheputontheslipper。
“Please,sir,itdroppedoffandJimmySnyderpassediton,“saidasmallexplanatoryvoiceamongthebenches。
“Silence!“saidthemaster。
Nevertheless,hewasgladtoseethattheschoolhadnotnoticedthegirl’sfamiliarityeventhoughtheythoughthim“hard。“Hewasnotsureuponreflectionbutthathehadmagnifiedheroffenseandhadbeenunnecessarilysevere,andthisfeelingwasaugmentedbyhisoccasionallyfindingherlookingathimwiththemelancholy,wonderingeyesofachiddenanimal。Later,ashewasmovingamongthedesks’overlookingthetasksoftheindividualpupils,heobservedfromadistancethatherheadwasbentoverherdeskwhileherlipsweremovingasifrepeatingtoherselfherlesson,andthatafterwards,withaswiftlookaroundtheroomtoassureherselfthatshewasunobserved,shemadeahurriedsignofthecross。Itoccurredtohimthatthismighthavefollowedsomepenitentialprayerofthechild,andrememberinghertuitionbythepadresitgavehimanidea。HedismissedschoolafewmomentsearlierinorderthathemightspeaktoheralonebeforeMr。Hooverarrived。
Referringtotheslipperincidentandreceivingherassurancesthat“she“theslipperwasmuchtoolargeandfelloften“so,“afactreallyestablishedbydemonstration,heseizedhisopportunity。
“Buttellme,whenyouwerewiththepadreandyourslipperfelloff,youdidnotexpecthimtoputitonforyou?“
Conchalookedathimcoylyandthensaidtriumphantly,“Ah,no!buthewasapriest,andyouareayoungcaballero。“
YetevenafterthisaudacityMr。BrooksfoundhecouldonlyrecommendtoMr。Hooverachangeintheyounggirl’sslippers,theabsenceoftherose-pinnedveil,andthesubstitutionofasunbonnet。Fortheresthemusttrusttocircumstances。AsMr。
Hoover——whowithlargepaternaloptimismhadprofessedtoseealreadyanimprovementinher——helpedherintothesaddle,theschoolmastercouldnothelpnoticingthatshehadevidentlyexpectedhimtoperformthatactofcourtesy,andthatshelookedcorrespondinglyreproachful。