"
"It'll reach us when I'm an old woman!"
"Before that I guess...."
She dashed upstairs to her room, leaving her lover to the attentions of
Mrs. Ridge. The old lady approved of Clarence Albert. They discussed
religion together. They had the same Victorian standards and principles
about life. This afternoon he confided to her the real estate trouble
Milly and he had had.
"I'm sure, Clarence, you are quite right, and Milly must learn to be
more reasonable. The air will be so much cleaner out there."
"And the cars come within a block now."
"I'll speak to Milly about it."
She did.
"If you aren't careful, Milly," she warned her granddaughter, "you'll
frighten him. You aren't married yet," she added meaningly.
"He oughtn't to buy land without consulting me," Milly flared,
forgetting that this transaction had taken place before her
determination to become Mrs. Clarence Parker.
"I think you are a very ungrateful girl," Mrs. Ridge observed, with
pressed lips.
"Oh, you always take the men's side, grandma!... Clarence isn't the only
man in the world."
"Better take care before it's too late," the old lady repeated
warningly. "You don't treat Clarence as a girl should who is going to
marry. He's an admirable young man."
Mrs. Ridge ever croaked thus, foretelling disaster.
"If you say anything more, I'll never marry him!" Milly flamed in final
exasperation.
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