"Really, Phineas, I didn't s'pose Dolly could move so fast!"
Phineas bridled.
"Dolly knew how ter move--once," he rejoined grimly. "'Course nobody
pretends ter say she's young now, any more 'n we be," he finished with
some defiance. But he drooped visibly at Diantha's next words.
"Why, I don't feel old, Phineas, an' I ain't old, either. Look at
Colonel Smith; he's jest my age, an' he's got a autymobile. Mebbe I'll
have one some day."
To Phineas it seemed that a cold hand clutched his heart.
"Dianthy, you wouldn't really--ride in one!" he faltered.
Until that moment Diantha had not been sure that she would, but the
quaver in Phineas's voice decided her.
"Wouldn't I? You jest wait an' see!"
And Phineas did wait--and he did see. He saw Diantha, not a week later,
pink-cheeked and bright-eyed, sitting by the side of Colonel Smith in
that hated automobile. Nor did he stop to consider that Diantha was only
one of a dozen upon whom Colonel Smith, in the enthusiasm of his new
possession, was pleased to bestow that attention. To Phineas it could
mean but one thing; and he did not change his opinion when he heard
Diantha's account of the ride.
"It was perfectly lovely," she breathed. "Oh, Phineas, it was jest like
flyin'!"
"'Flyin'!'" Phineas could say no more.
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