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It might indeed have begun to taper off, just a little, enough for Margaret to get a good night's sleep. . . except that that night, after dinner, Rodney Dwyer came to call. Rodney Dwyer himself. He was just a thin, gangling boy to Hazel, but catching some of Margaret's absolutely dumbfounded astonishment, she found herself almost fluttering as she invited him in. Margaret simply couldn't speak. Deathly pale, she stood like an agitated shadow in the hallway while Rodney awkwardly came in and shook hands with Dan. Then she murmured something indistinct and ran upstairs. It looked to Hazel as though she might be going to be sick to her stomach. She excused herself and followed, but Margaret was simply throwing cold water on her face and brushing her hair with feverish concentration. "Look like a scarecrow," she was muttering through clenched teeth. "Mother? Mother! Can you bear it? He's here! He came all by himself. Like a real date!" "You weren't expecting him, were you?" Hazel asked. "Expecting, him? Expecting Rodney? How would I ever expect him to come see me? All by himself?" Margaret stared at herself desperately. "I look like a crow. Mother, how do I look? I can't change my clothes, can I? It would be too obvious." "It certainly would," said Hazel, giving her a light spank on the bottom. "You look fine. Go on down and talk to him, that's all. And relax!" she hissed after Margaret down the stairs, but Margaret's rigid back continued to look as though it were on its way to an execution. Shortly afterward, Hazel herself went down again. Dan had managed to engage the redoubtable Rodney in basketball talk, but it was hard going. Taking a. hand, Hazel talked for a while about school in general, and then— some instinct coming to her aid — managed to work in the suggestion that there was no reason for Rodney and Margaret to confine themselves to the living-room. She had a peculiar, unshakable conviction that there was a reason for Rodney's call, that he hadn't been drawn there by an irresistible desire to see Margaret. She was certain of it when he fell upon her suggestion with all but a shout of relief, and immediately dragged Margaret off for a walk. "Well," Dan said when they were gone. "Little Margaret is making progress, what? Seems like a nice enough boy." "Yes, I suppose he is," Hazel said absently. She went to the window and adjusted the blind, peering out meanwhile to see what was going on. But they were nowhere in sight. Unable to sit still, she fidgeted around the room until called to attention by Dan. "They've only been gone ten minutes, Hazel," he objected. "My word, if you're going to fidget every time Margaret goes out on a date, well, you'll never relax." "It's not a date," she said sharply. "Dan, I can't help it. I just don't feel right about the whole thing. That Geraldine. . ." "Geraldine? Who's Geraldine?" Dan asked. Hazel said, "Oh, well, it's all too silly." She made herself sit down then, and hold a book before her. But really, she knew, she wasn't reading. She was waiting, listening, holding her breath „ . . And then it came. The patter of feet on the porch stairs, the slam of the front door, the quick ascent as Margaret bypassed the living room and fled up the stair. And the final, full-stop of her bedroom door swung violently shut. Hazel and Dan stared at one another. There was no mistaking the climactic quality of Margaret's disappearance. Even Dan's suddenly watchful expression announced that he knew something must have happened. After a long, long time, Hazel dared to go upstairs. Outside Margaret's room she paused, but there was no sound. When she knocked, a perfectly even voice told her to come in. Margaret was lying flat on her back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. "Darling," Hazel said timidly. "What—" "Don't ask me what happened. Don't ask me — anything but that," Margaret said dangerously. "I'll tell you, but don't ask me, I can't bear it." Hazel waited. After a minute Margaret sat up and looked at her. Hazel felt a slight shock as she saw that after all the child hadn't been crying at all. She looked puzzled, yes, and maybe even as though she'd had an awful shock— but there were no tears. "You know what?" Margaret said. She gave her head a shake, as if to clear it. "I don't get it. You know what Rodney came over for? Well — it just happens that Frank Perkins has the measles, that's all." Hazel frowned, puzzled. "Who's Frank Perkins?" "Frank Perkins was taking Jerry, Mother, don't you remember? That's how it all started anyway — because she said she'd go with him. Well anyhow, he came down with measles so what Rodney came over for was to tell me that naturally he couldn't take me to the dance now. He'll have to take Jerry." 'WE ell,'' said Hazel. She found thai her hands were clenched, and made herself relax with an effort. It wouldn't do for her to get upset too; that wasn't the way to help Margaret. Everybody take it easy, she thought; that's the way : "That's pretty cool," she said. "That's one of the rottenest, meanest things I ever heard of." "Isn't it?" Margaret said, nodding. "That's what I thought. I mean, to say the least, it's awful bad manners. If you make an appointment you keep it — unless you get sick or something, or unless you remember you made another one first. But he didn't say that — he just said of course he'd have to take Jerry now that she had no one to go with." Geraldine, thought Hazel. If that wasn't a mother's instinct, I'll never have one. I knew that snip would find some way to work it all out the way she wanted it. . .