Nevertheless , I went to Prince Edward Island . In all my eighteen years I had never once disobeyed Father . He is a very hard man to disobey . I knew I should have to make a beginning some time if I wanted to marry Mark , so I saved all my little courage up for that and did n't waste any of it opposing the visit to Aunt Philippa . I could n't understand Father 's point of view . Of course , he hated old John Fenwick , who had once sued him for libel and won the case . Father had written an indiscreet editorial in the excitement of a red-hot political contest -- and was made to understand that there are some things you ca n't say of another man even at election time . But then , he need not have hated Mark because of that ; Mark was not even born when it happened . Old John Fenwick was not much better pleased about Mark and me than Father was , though he did n't go to the length of forbidding it ; he just acted grumpily and disagreeably . Things were unpleasant enough all round without a quarrel between Mark and me ; yet quarrel we did -- and over next to nothing , too , you understand . And now I had to set out for Prince Edward Island without even seeing him , for he was away in Toronto on business . * * * * * When my train reached Copely the next afternoon , Aunt Philippa was waiting for me . There was nobody else in sight , but I would have known her had there been a thousand . Nobody but Aunt Philippa could have that determined mouth , those piercing grey eyes , and that pronounced , unmistakable Goodwin nose . And certainly nobody but Aunt Philippa would have come to meet me arrayed in a wrapper of chocolate print with huge yellow roses scattered over it , and a striped blue-and-white apron ! She welcomed me kindly but absent-mindedly , her thoughts evidently being concentrated on the problem of getting my trunk home . I had only the one , and in Montreal it had seemed to be of moderate size ; but on the platform of Copely station , sized up by Aunt Philippa 's merciless eye , it certainly looked huge . `` I thought we could a-took it along tied on the back of the buggy , '' she said disapprovingly , `` but I guess we 'll have to leave it , and I 'll send the hired boy over for it tonight . You can get along without it till then , I s ` pose ? '' There was a fine irony in her tone .
I hastened to assure her meekly XXXXX I could , and that it did not matter if my trunk could not be taken up till next day .
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