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Louis named her "Emily Minot Desmonde." It was his wish, and while, as I thought, it ill suited the little fairy, I only said: "May she never be called 'Emily did it." "May that be ever her name," said Louis, "for have you not yourself done that of which she will be always proud, and when we are gone will they who are left not say of you, 'Emily did it'?
Desmonde, do you not, can you not return this feeling? My life is in your hands. It was hard for my little mother, and I stood riveted to the spot, Emily, expecting to be obliged to enter and catch her fainting form, for I knew in my heart each word was a thorn, but here is her reply:" "Professor Benton, I had hoped to be spared this pain, I have avoided you, because I could do no other way.
Desmonde, do you shun me, why turn you eyes whenever they meet my own, why call Miss Minot to your side when an opportunity presents for us to be alone together? I cannot be baffled in my love for you; no woman has ever before touched the secret spring of my heart, no voice has ever reached my soul yours is music to me; and, Mrs.
Desmonde, and told her of my feelings, prematurely as it proved, for the more I knew of her, the more convinced I grew of her unfitness, I might almost say for earth, although she still is beautiful to me.
"Are not women?" "No, sir," I replied, "they are foolish." "Excuse the question, but has Mrs. Desmonde complained to you?" "No, sir," I said quickly that was a little story and then again it was not, I reasoned. "So I must conclude that you feared for the safety of your friend, reading, as you thought you did, the terrible selfishness of my heart. "I guess that is about right," I said.
"Do not say more," said Louis, raising his hand deprecatingly against the coming falsehood, "do not help me to despise you. I am too sorry that I am forced to know what you said to me was untrue, and also to realize what my Emily has suffered and kept in her own heart." "Louis Desmonde," said Mr. Benton, "do you realize what you are saying?" "Only too well, sir; do not force me to say more.
Desmonde had an illness lasting for months, and knowing it must prove fatal, had arranged every thing perfectly for his departure. It was his wish that Louis Robert should, if agreeable to his mind, pursue a course of study, to prepare him for professional work of some kind.
I thought so many times, as he lay back among his pillows looking at Louis, he was mentally casting his features, and how nice it would be when his deft hands moulded the clay with face and form like that of our beautiful Louis Desmonde. What a joy to Clara's heart, and my own would beat like a bird in its cage, thrilled with rapture at the prospect of deliverance!
He paused and looking still earnestly at them, waited a reply. The eldest said in answer: "Mr. Desmonde, while you have spoken that which we have never before heard, I think I may say for my friends as well as myself, that your sentiments do not fall on entirely barren soil. While you were talking, it seemed to me the way looked plain, and I felt to say, Amen.
When he saw Louis and me coming, for we all went over to see the ground broken for the schoolhouse, he came toward us hurriedly, saying with great earnestness: "I shall raise much as three dollars' worth of onions on my land. Do you s'pose I can sell em, Mr. Desmonde?
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