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The Honorable Uncle Lancy
By ETHEL HUESTON
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CHAPTER XlV—Continued
—l6
When the door had closed on Hil
da, Olympia turned off the lights
and for ten full minutes a deep and
serene silence held the room. But
Aunt Olympia was uneasy. The Sen
ator, poor dumb cluck, could lie
there catching anything and never
even recognize his symptoms. Un
able to endure her uneasiness, she
turned on the lights and gave him
• straight look.
He was lying—bland, near-sighted
eyes wide open—with a broad smile
on his pink, seraphic race.
"Can I get you something?” he
■aid, politely.
“No,” said Olympia. “What are
you smiling about? Do you feel hys
terical?”
"Oh, no,” said the Senator gently.
And then added, with modest diffi
dence, "Ollie, did you notice the
terrific wallop I gave Jim Allen?
He went down like a ton of brick. I
never realized my own strength.”
"Yes, I noticed it,” said Olympia,
■adly, turning off the light.
"You know, Ollie,” he went on,
with shy boastfulness, “all my life
I’ve dreamed of some Lochinvar
who would knock out a state chair
man. But naturally I never ex
pected to do it myself. You know,
Ollie, I know history pretty well,
and as far as I know I’m absolutely
unique. I never heard of a United
States Senator retiring over the
prostrate form of his state chair
man.”
"It’s too bad it couldn’t have been
the Opposition chairman,” said
Olympia, dully, for she was bruised
In spirit.
“That wouldn’t be the same, 01-
Ue,” he said contentedly. “Not at
•11 the same.”
CHAPTER XV
Hilda went to the girls’ room.
They had the lights turned on
■gain and were sitting up in bed,
talking nervously, in broken sen
tences, interrupting each other.
Limpy, being sad and lonely, had
got in Helen’s bed for company. Hil
da hadn’t the faintest idea what had
transpired and was too proud to
ask, but she was apt at picking up
shreds and piecing them together.
And any dunce could see that some
thing had gone wrong.
She glowered at the girls.
"I should report this to your
aunt,” she said, carefully closing
the door behind her to keep Aunt
Olympia from hearing.
“Oh, don’t, Hilda,” said Helen.
"She’s had a ghastly time! She will
go all to pieces if she doesn’t get a
little rest.”
"If you got fever, I got to report
it,” she said firmly, staring suspi
ciously at the three faces, now
flushed scarlet.
"We haven’t any fever. We’re
Just warmed up from the lemonade
and the hot-water bottles,” Helen
assured her,
“We got warm too suddenly after
being cold and wet all evening,”
Adele explained.
"I should have been took along,”
■aid Hilda. “I knew she couldn’t
be trusted to keep anybody dry.”
"Oh, she couldn’t help it I She had
bo much on her mind, you know!
She had our clothes all packed up
ready for us but she forgot to put
them in the sound truck. That’s
fell.”
Hilda pondered this frowningly.
There came the ' unmistakable
crunch of motors pulling up to the
garage. It was Dave Cooper, Cecil
Dodd, the stenographers and the de
jected Ben Baldy, arriving with the
sound truck and the trailer. Almost
immediately came a peal at the bell.
"I got to go get out my rat poi
son,” said Hilda. "Lay down, now,
and let me turn off these lights.
Mis’ Slopshire was firm about them
lights.”
She turned off the lights and be
fore she was halfway downstairs
Adele had turned them on again
and the girls were sitting erect, talk
ing in whispers.
Hilda pieced a good deal together
when she admitted Dave, Cecil and
the two stenographers. Before Dave
could demand audience with the
Senator, Cecil Dodd ordered her to
show him Lirrlpy.
Hilda gave him an icy glare. "It’s
not the habit of this house to ad
mit publicity to their young ladies,”
she said.
“Are they all right? Is she all
right? Did she catch cold? Is she
still crying?”
“They were half—or maybe not
quite half—asleep when I saw ’em,
which was just now,” said Hilda.
“We’ve got to see the Senator,”
said Dave briskly. “Will he come
down or shall we go up there?”
“It’ll be neither,” said Hilda,
squaring her angular shoulders. “I
got my orders and I’m keeping
them. Nobody. Nothing. Not any
thing. • Nothing for six months but
coffee.”
Dave and Cecil went into an argu
ment and their anger, their uneasi
ness, their explosive bursts of pro
fanity, soothed Hilda to her nor
mal state of irritation.
“If you’re going to sleep here,”
she said, “I’ll show you to your
rooms and lock you in. That’s my
orders. I don’t think they meant the
rat poison for you but I’m taking
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"How did they take it, Hilda?”
asked Dave.
"They took It hard,” said Hilda.
“I never saw ’em take things hard
er.”
"Is Limpy still crying?” asked
Cecil Dodd.
“If she is, It’s in her sleep and
continues in the same place,” said
Hilda.
"Will you take a message up to
the Senator?”
"I’ll take nothing up but coffee
and that not till I’m rung for. I’ll
show you your rooms—”
"And lock the door. Yeah, I know.
Well, we’re not going to bed. Make
us some coffee, will you? . . . It’s
probably better just to let them
sleep it out, Cece, and we’ll get
busy. We’ll use this room, Hilda;
no, the library’s better; we’ll need
the ’phone. Get out your typewrit
ers, boys. I’ll do my ’phoning first.
Bring us some coffee, Hilda, and fix
up some sandwiches, will you?”
"And a shot of whisky,” added
Cecil Dodd.
Hilda assented to all that but be
fore she left the room she gave one
last warning. “If I catch anybody
sneaking up toward my young la
dies, I got my orders and I brain
’em,” she said.
She went upstairs at once and as
she had expected found the girls up
in bed again.
"The publicity’s come and are go
ing to work all night with coffee and
whisky. Would you feel more sleepy
if you saw them?”
"Oh, no, Hilda!”
"Oh, please Hilda! Don’t let us
see them!”
"Can’t they go someplace else and
work?” moaned Adele. “Do they
have to work here?”
“It's usual,” said Hilda. “Until
they get fired. Have they been
fired?” she asked hopefully,
"No, worse luck, they haven’t.”
"Oh, let them work if they want
to,” said Helen reasonably. "They
won’t bother us. Just keep them
away from us, Hilda!”
Limpy was in abysmal depths of
contrition for her childish outburst.
“I can’t imagine what made me
do it I” she moaned again and again.
"I never dreamed of doing such a
thing 1 Why, oh, why didn’t you stop
me? If only Aunt Olympia had been
there to give me her shut-upping
lookl It’s because I was out of
sight, that’s what drove me to it I If
I could have caught somebody’s
eye, I’d never have said a word.
If he’s defeated it will be all my
fault, and I’d do anything in the
world for Uncle Lancy for he’s a
swell guy, just as I said.”
"I thought you did fine, Limpy,”
said Adele consolingly. "I was
proud of you. I couldn’t think of a
thing to say myself. I could only
shout ‘Me, too.’ ”
Hilda entered with the tray.
"Since everybody’s eating, I
brought some along up with me.”
"Oh, we can’t eat, Hilda!” said
Helen.
"Food would choke us,” said
Adele.
“We’re heartbroken, Hilda,” said
Limpy, more confidentially. “I don’t
suppose we’ll ever eat again as long
as we live.”
"And the sooner we die the bet
ter,” added Adele.
"I put salted nuts on, too,” said
Hilda. “There’s a fresh box.”
"Well, I might just nibble a pecan
or two,” said Limpy, weakening and
reaching for the box.
"They’re good sandwiches, if I do
say it, with lettuce and ham and
cheese all together the way you like
it; and butter on both sides. I only
gave them ham and butter one side
downstairs,” said Hilda. “You sleep
easier on a full stomach.”
"We haven’t had anything to eat
since that fried chicken you sent up,
Hilda,” said Adele, suddenly re
membering. "It seems weeks,
doesn’t it?”
"Poor Uncle Lancy,” murmured
Limpy, fishing foe pecans. “He was
so—fond—of the Senate.”
“It’s a good thing, in my opinion,”
said Hilda darkly, having gathered
that the Senator was doomed. “Now
he can settle down private where he
belongs and get rid of his diges
tion.”
The girls were young. When Hilda
had gone they nibbled the sand
wiches, tentatively, out of polite
ness at first, and then with relish.
By two o’clock they had become
philosophical about the whole thing.
“It was their idea, making us
campaign,” said Adele. "If we
boomeranged on them, they can’t
blame us.”
"And it was certainly they who
wished that snake-in-the-grass, Len
Hardesty, on us,” added Limpy.
"We’d never have dreamed of meet
ing such a worm in lowa.”
"Maybe this will be a good lesson
for Brick,” Helen decided. "If he
ever finds out about it,” she added
hopefully. And then, “Of course I
shall tell him the whole thing my
self as soon as I see him. I wish I
could tell him now. Maybe he would
withdraw before it is too late.”
When Hilda came to take the tray
they were showing signs of drowsy
resignation.
“We’re going to sleep now. Will
you raise the window and put out
the lights, Hilda?”
Hilda raised the window ft scant
half-inch, turned out the lights and
left the room.
Limpy, who had been most pas
sionate, was asleep almost imme
diately. Adele closed her eyes but,
being saddest, did not sleep at all.
At three-thirty Helen got up softly,
slipped down the hall to the Sena
tor’s study, closed the door behind
her and spent hall an hour at the
telephone. Coming out, she tip-toed
halfway downstairs and listened.
From the closed door of the library
she could hear the faint click of
typewriters, still at work. Hilda was
sound asleep, sitting bolt upright in
a kitchen chair.
Helen went back to the room
and switched on the lights. She
closed the windows, lowered the
blinds.
“Girls!’' she said in a soft, brisk
voice. “Wake up! I want you!
Adele, wake up! Limpy I”
Adele sat up at once, looking more
wan-eyed, more forlorn than ever.
Limpy, mumbling protest, finally
turned over and opened one eye.
Helen’s first words brought her up
right, wide awake.
“Girls! Get up! Help me! I’m go
ing home!”
“Going home!”
“This is our home!”
“We have no home!”
“There’s nobody to—go home to!”
“This is not my home. lowa’s
my home &nd that’s where I’m go
ing.” Helen was quite calm, very
businesslike. She no longer looked
tired. “I am not going to stay here
and face those horrible reporters
tomorrow. I just can’t do it. They’ve
been making speeches all summer
“Are they all right?”
about exercising the sacred fran
chise. Well, I’m going to exercise
mine. I may get there in time to
save Brick before it’s too late.”
Limpy bounded out of bed, “When
do we start?” she asked.
Helen laughed. “You’re not start
ing at all. You’re staying here, both
of you.”
“Aw, Helen!”
“Now don’t try to pull that on me,
you little fox. I’m not as weak
minded as Uncle Lancy ... I
know what I’m doing. My mind is
made up. Adele has to stay here
until she—patches things up with
Len. And you have to stay, Limpy,
to comfort Uncle Lancy and Aunt
Olympia. After all, Limpy, they
like you even better than the U. S.
Senate. I’m going alone and I’m
going to fly. There’s a plane tak
ing off at six o’clock and I’m going
to catch it. I’ve already ’phoned for
a cab to stand outside the hedge
and wait for me. It will cost about
fifty dollars. Have you any mon
ey?”
The girls ran for their purses
and dumped the contents on Hel
en’s bed.
“It isn’t enough; but the company
will take a check for my fare. Do
you mind if I draw on the insurance
money?”
“Helen, don’t be silly!”
“Whose money is it, anyhow?”
“I’ll keep account of all I spend.
Tomorrow—but not early, girls; let
them rest as long as they can—
tomorrow, you just breeze in and
tell them the speeches made such
an impression on me that I flew
out to vote. You’d better do the
talking, Limpy, they like you best.
And Adele can back you up. I’ll
take only a traveling bag—”
“You will not! You’ll take all
your pretty clothes and look like a
million dollars!”
“lowa’s going to expect to see
something, after your year in Wash
ington!”
“Take your wind-up costume to
vote in! That’ll be something to
take a picture of!”
The girls, too excited yet to feel
the sadness of it, fell to packing
Helen’s suitcases and helping her
dress. And at five o’clock when
Limpy on the lookout reported that
a cab had stopped near the gate
behind the high ledge, Helen kissed
them fondly, took a suitcase in each
hand and slipped quietly down the
stairs. The girls cried a little, for
this was their first separation. “The
beginning of our united end,” Limpy
said, tearfully
Adele and Lsmpy hung out thi
window in the foggy dawn of tho
gray morning and watched Helen
walking down the flagstone path,
carrying her bags. At the gate, she
turned and waved to them, and
threw a kiss. Then she went reso
lutely on and disappeared from their
view. The girls waited in the win
dow, waving their hands, until they
heard the motor hum away. Then
they went to bed together, their
arms around each other, crying—
laughing a little, too—and finally fell
asleep.
CHAPTER XVI
Wakening about seven-thirty they
rang at once and Hilda appeared
with a promptness almost miracu
lous. Adele and Limpy were still
together in one bed, propped up on
pillows, looking no longer wan, but
cheerful and bright-eyed, even ex
cited. Hilda, who had brought cof
fee for three, made no comment on
Helen’s absence. She seemed al
most cheerful that morning, a dour
cheerfulness under close control.
“She thought Helen was in the
bath,” Adele said when she had
gone. “That’s a good thing. We
don’t want her spilling the beans
till the time comes.”
Regularly at thirty-minute Inter
vals after that, Hilda appeared to
ask if they wanted anything or felt
a chill. Usually she brought some
thing for them on a small tray,
fruit, hot biscuits, or cold milk. Oc
casionally she brought a message.
“Mr. Hardesty says tell you he
feels the same and more so,” she
told Adele.
Tears came to Adele’s eyes and
she tried in vain to harden her
heart.
“Mr. Dodd is awake from a sleep
on the davenport and they're at
work again and two boys answer
ing the telephone and he says if you
feel nervous he’ll challenge some
body.”
“I don’t feel at all nervous,” said
Limpy, “But if I see anybody I’m
going to be very nervous, so keep
everybody off.”
Another time: “There’s a lot of
more cameramen would like your
pictures.”
“You tell them to mosey right
along and mind their own business,”
said Limpy,
“You tell them the campaign’i
over and we’re never going to have
any more pictures taken as long
as we live, so help us,” said Adele.
“They got reporters down there I
ain’t never even seen before,” con
tinued Hilda. “They say will you
please answer a few questions?”
“Tell them no, we will not an
swer anybody anything!”
“We don’t have to see any more
reporters,” said Adele. “Aunt Olym
pia said sol You tell them we’re in
bed and we’re going to stay in bed
and we’ve got campaign cramps.”
“You just let us know when Uncle
Lancy and Aunt Olympia have had
their coffee and got calmed down
and leave it to us! This is the holy
Sabbath and we’re spending it in
bed.”
Aunt Olympia too had slept, but
brokenly. Whenever she wakened
she repressed the wish to look in
on the girls—repressed it for the
Senator’s sake, for Lord knew he
needed rest. After all, the girls
were young; their very youth would
bring them back on the rebound
from this frightful catastrophe. But
it was a bitter pill for the Senator
and would require not only plenty of
aspirin, whisky and quinine, but rest
as well. So Aunt Olympia lay rigid
ly in her bed and waited for him
to awaken.
Olympia was sick at heart. The
Senator would be a good sport about
the mess, she knew that. But it
would cut! It would cut like the
very Old Nick! A man like Senator
Slopshire eating humble pie at
the hand of a louse like Brother
Wilkie.
“You’d think we’d done enough
for him,” she mused wretchedly,
“listening to all those poor sermons
so many years and making a gov
ernor out of him! And contributing,
tool Always contributing! First to
the collection plate and then to the
campaign fund! There’s no justice 1
If only I hadn’t ordered that Vic
tory Cake!”
She started to vent her feelings
in an impatient flounce but, remem
bering how lightly the Senator slept,
restrained herself.
The girls would leave after this,
of course. She couldn’t blame them.
They wouldn’t hold her and the Sen
ator responsible for the outrage, but
still, they couldn’t help feeling they
had had enough. Aunt Olympia had
had enough, too. She told herself
that she would be tickled pink to
have it over and done with—except
that it griped her to see Del play
second fiddle to a louse.
When she felt that she would blow
up in spontaneous combustion if she
lay still another minute, she turned
over on her side, very carefully,
making no sound, and took a look
at the Senator. To her unbounded
indignation he was lying awake, his
eyes wide open, looking at her.
“Well, for pity’s sake, if you’re
awake why don’t you say so?” she
demanded, flouncing vigorously a
half-dozen times or more.
“I was keeping quiet not to waken
you,” he said gently. “You must
be tired out. Can’t you turn over
and catch forty more winks or so?”
“Aunt Olympia popped out of bed
and started for her bathroom. The
Senator went to his. And the splash
of running water, the vigorous slosh
ing of toothbrushes, testified that
their night’s rest, such as it was,
was over.
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