Evidently interested in the new discovery, Mac placidly continued, "Do you know, it seems as if I never really saw a girl before, or had any idea what agreeable creatures they could be.I fancy you are a remarkably good specimen, Rose.""No, indeed! I'm only hearty and happy, and being safe at home again may make me look better than usual perhaps, but I'm no beauty except to Uncle."" 'Hearty and happy'­that must be it," echoed Mac, soberly investigating the problem."Most girls are sickly or silly, I think I have observed, and that is probably why I am so struck with you.""Of all the queer boys you are the queerest! Do you really mean that you don't like or notice girls?" asked Rose, much amused at this new peculiarity of her studious cousin.
"Well, no, I am only conscious of two sorts­noisy and quiet ones.
I prefer the latter, but, as a general thing, I don't notice any of them much more than I do flies, unless they bother me, then I'd like to flap them away, but as that won't do, I hide."Rose leaned back and laughed until her eyes were full.It was so comical to hear Mac sink his voice to a confidential whisper at the last words and see him smile with sinful satisfaction at the memory of the tormentors he had eluded.
"You needn't laugh­it's a fact, I assure you.Charlie likes the creatures, and they spoil him.Steve follows suit, of course.Archie is a respectful slave when he can't help himself.As for me, I don't often give them a chance, and when I get caught I talk science and dead languages till they run for their lives.Now and then I find a sensible one, and then we get on excellently.""A sad prospect for Phebe and me," sighed Rose, trying to keep sober.
"Phebe is evidently a quiet one.I know she is sensible, or you wouldn't care for her.I can see that she is pleasant to look at, so I fancy I shall like her.As for you, I helped bring you up, therefore I am a little anxious to see how you turn out.I was afraid your foreign polish might spoil you, but I think it has not.In fact, I find you quite satisfactory so far, if you don't mind my saying it.I don't quite know what the charm is, though.
Must be the power of inward graces, since you insist that you have no outer ones."Mac was peering at her with a shrewd smile on his lips, but such a kindly look behind the glasses that she found both words and glance very pleasant and answered merrily, "I am glad you approve of me, and much obliged for your care of my early youth.I hope to be a credit to you and depend on your keeping me straight, for I'm afraid I shall be spoilt among you all.""I'll keep my eye on you upon one condition," replied the youthful mentor.
"Name it."
"If you are going to have a lot of lovers around, I wash my hands of you.If not, I'm your man.""You must be sheep dog and help keep them away, for I don't want any yet awhile and, between ourselves, I don't believe I shall have any if it is known that I am strong-minded.That fact will scare most men away like a yellow flag," said Rose, for, thanks to Dr.Alec's guardianship, she had wasted neither heart nor time in the foolish flirtations so many girls fritter away their youth upon.
"Hum! I rather doubt that," muttered Mac as he surveyed the damsel before him.
She certainly did not look unpleasantly strong-minded, and she was beautiful in spite of her modest denials.Beautiful with the truest sort of beauty, for nobility of character lent its subtle charm to the bloom of youth, the freshness of health, the innocence of a nature whose sweet maidenliness Mac felt but could not describe.Gentle yet full of spirit, and all aglow with the earnestness that suggests lovely possibilities and makes one hope that such human flowers may have heaven's purest air and warmest sunshine to blossom in.
"Wait and see," answered Rose; then, as her uncle's voice was heard in the hall, she held out her hand, adding pleasantly, "The old times are to begin again, so come soon and tell me all your doings and help me with mine just as you used to do.""You really mean it?" And Mac looked much pleased.
"I really do.You are so little altered, except to grow big, that Idon't feel at all strange with you and want to begin where we left off.""That will be capital.Good night, Cousin," and to her great amazement, he gave her a hearty kiss.
"Oh, but that is not the old way at all!" cried Rose, stepping back in merry confusion while the audacious youth assumed an air of mild surprise as he innocently asked: "Didn't we always say good night in that way? Ihad an impression that we did and were to begin just as we left off.""Of course not.No power on earth would have bribed you to do it, as you know well enough.I don't mind the first night, but we are too old for that sort of thing now.""I'll remember.It was the force of habit, I suppose, for I'm sure Imust have done it in former times, it seemed so natural.Coming, Father!"and Mac retired, evidently convinced he was right.
"Dear old thing! He is as much a boy as ever, and that is such a comfort, for some of the others have grown up very fast," said Rose to herself, recalling Charlie's sentimental airs and Archie's beatified expression while Phebe sang.
