o ten last night and Bruce is quite heart-broken, they tell
me."
"It's time that pussy went where good cats go. He must be at least
fifteen years old. He has seemed so lonely since Aunt Martha died."
"I should not have lamented, Mrs. Dr. dear, if that Hyde-beast had died
also. He has been Mr. Hyde most of the time since Jem came home in
khaki, and that has a meaning I will maintain. I do not know what
Monday will do when Jem is gone. The creature just goes about with a
human look in his eyes that takes all the good out of me when I see it.
Ellen West used to be always railing at the Kaiser and we thought her
crazy, but now I see that there was a method in her madness. This tray
is packed, Mrs. Dr. dear, and I will go down and put in my best licks
preparing supper. I wish I knew when I would cook another supper for
Jem but such things are hidden from our eyes."
Jem Blythe and Jerry Meredith left next morning. It was a dull day,
threatening rain, and the clouds lay in heavy grey rolls over the sky;
but almost everybody in the Glen and Four Winds and Harbour Head and
Upper Glen and over-harbour--except Whiskers-on-the-moon--was there to
see them off. The Blythe family and the Meredith family were all
smiling. Even Susan, as Providence did ordain, wore a smile, though the
effect was somewhat more painful than tears would have been. Faith and
Nan were very pale and very gallant. Rilla thought she would get on
very well if something in her throat didn't choke her, and if her lips
didn't take such spells of trembling. Dog Monday was there, too. Jem
had tried to say good-bye to him at Ingleside but Monday implored so
eloquently that Jem relented and let him go to the station. He kept
close to Jem's legs and watched every movement of his beloved master.
"I can't bear that dog's eyes," said Mrs. Meredith.
"The beast has more sense than most humans," said Mary Vance. "Well,
did we any of us ever think we'd live to see this day? I bawled all
night to think of Jem and Jerry going like this. I think they're plumb
deranged. Miller got a maggot in his head about going but I soon talked
him out of it--likewise his aunt said a few touching things. For once
in our lives Kitty Alec and I agree. It's a miracle that isn't likely
to happen again. There's Ken, Rilla."
Rilla knew Kenneth was there. She had been acutely conscious of it from
the moment he had sprung from Leo West's buggy. Now he came up to her
smiling.
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