Felix and Nora did their best to cool him down,
but it was no use,--the nicer they were, the more disagreeable he grew;
and at last they got provoked and left him to himself.
"I wish Nannie were here," Fee said, as we stood on the landing
together, outside Phil's door; "perhaps she could do something
with him."
"I just wish she were," I agreed dolefully; and if Nora didn't get
miffed because we said that!
I can tell you it wasn't a bit pleasant at home those days. As Fee said,
"everybody seemed to be disgruntled," and there wasn't a thing to do but
wander around; I missed Betty awfully, she's such a splendid person for
keeping up one's spirits.
Toward afternoon, Phil came downstairs, and after dinner we sat on the
stoop; he was still rather grumpy, though we pretended not to notice it.
Presently Chad came along and took a seat beside us; but at first I
don't think anybody, except, perhaps, Nora, paid him much attention.
Felix had been very quiet all day, and now he sat with his elbows on his
knees, and his hands holding up his face, a far-off look in his eyes,
and not saying a word until about half-past eight, when Chad leaned
over, and in a low voice asked Phil to go for a walk.
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