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But if you would rather not have our rough ways, Gerty, I will go with you wherever you please did I not say that to you, sweetheart? There are many fine houses in Essex I saw them when I went down to Woodford with Major Stuart.
And even if she were not, the sound of the bell would penetrate every recess of her tiny apartment, and rouse her to answer her friend's call. Gerty Farish, the morning after the Wellington Brys' entertainment, woke from dreams as happy as Lily's.
It was one pleasant evening in April that Gerty, who had been to see Miss Graham and bid her good-bye, before her departure for the country, stood at the back part of the yard, weeping bitterly. She held in her hand a book and a new slate, Emily's parting gifts; but she had not removed the wrapper from the one, and the other was bedewed with tears.
"He did," ses George, "wot there was of 'em; but wot about you?" "Me?" ses Gerty, drawing her 'ead back and staring at 'im. "Why, 'ave you forgot that cigar already, George?" George opened 'is mouth, but 'e couldn't speak a word. He sat looking at 'er and making a gasping noise in 'is throat, and fortunately just as 'e got 'is voice back the curtain went up agin, and everybody said, "H'sh!"
A man passing in the street bowed to her as the cab turned a corner, and, as she recognised Arnold Kemper, she wondered vaguely if he had aught in common with his cousin. A slight resemblance to Perry Bridewell offended her as she recalled it, and, while her resentful sympathy flew to Gerty, she felt almost vindictive against the masculine type he appeared physically to represent.
Wait! you'd better take the gun you might see those dingoes again. I'll get it for you. Gerty took the loaded gun carefully down from its straps on the bedroom wall, carried it out, and handed it up to Job, who bent and kissed her again and then rode off. It was a hot day the beginning of a long drought, as Job found to his bitter cost.
"That was poor Miss Jane Silverton she came to talk things over with me: she and her sister want to do something to support themselves," Gerty explained, as Lily followed her into the sitting-room. "To support themselves? Are they so hard up?" Miss Bart asked with a touch of irritation: she had not come to listen to the woes of other people.
It is true that at times, and in despite of her playful evasion, she was visited by a strange dread. However far away, the cry of a strong man in his agony had something terrible in it. And what was this he wrote to her in simple and calm words? "Are our paths diverging, Gerty? and if that is so, what will be the end of it for me and for you? Are you going away from me?
Christmas morning the arrival began. The stocking of Grandpa's which Gerty had insisted on hanging to the knob of Grandma's door was full, and when she came down to breakfast she brought it with her still unsearched, that the family might enjoy her surprise. At the top a square parcel tied with blue ribbon was marked "from Gerty," and proved to be a little velvet porte-monnaie.
"Then it's all for Perry I mean this Billy?" asked Laura. Gerty shook her head while her brows grew slowly together in an expression of angry bitterness. "It was in the beginning," she responded, "but I'm not sure that it is now not entirely at any rate. The boy's worship is incense to my nostrils, I suppose.
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