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"It seems like taking an unfair advantage of them, I know, but those who need urging and shaming, to induce them to respond loyally to the nation's needs, deserve no consideration. We're not robbing them, either," she added, "but just inducing them to make a safe investment. Isn't that true, Gran'pa Jim?"
It was still too early for breakfast when she had finished her toilet, so she sat by the open window of her room, looking down into the street, and tried to solve the mystery of Gran'pa Jim. Better thoughts came to her, inspiring her with new courage.
"Gran'pa Jim," observed Mary Louise, musingly, "always advises me to look on both sides of a question before making up my mind, because every question has to have two sides or it couldn't be argued. If Miss Stearne wishes to keep you away from the pictures, she has a reason for it; so let's discover what the reason is." "To spoil any little fun we might have," asserted Mable bitterly.
I see it all. That great lunkin' houn' has made life a hell fer her." Then that letter came back to his mind; he had never been able to put it out of his mind-he never would till he saw her and asked her pardon. "Here, my boy, I want you to tell me some more. Where does your Aunt Agnes live?" "At gran'pa'th. You know where my gran'pa livth?" "Well, you do.
And, when she asked herself why the stranger should be so greatly concerned with her movements, she remembered that she was going to Gran'pa Jim and that at one time an officer had endeavored to discover, through her, her grandfather's whereabouts.
"As for that," said Jennie, "I've seen Miss Stearne herself at the picture theatre twice within the last week." "Then that's it; she doesn't like the character of the pictures shown. I think, myself, girls, they've been rather rank lately." "What's wrong with them?" "I like pictures as well as you do," said Mary Louise, "and Gran'pa Jim often takes me to see them.
We are both orphans, dear, and I'm sure your nature is as brave as my own and that you can bear equally well the loss of your parents." And Mary Louise was really brave and tried hard to bear her grief with patient resignation. One thing she presently decided in her mind, although she did not mention it to Irene. She must find Gran'pa Jim and go to him, wherever he might be.
Why, you'd never tell one from t'other on 'em! Third Boy. All on 'em wery glad to see old Daddy Longlegs! Tho. Oh dear! Oh dear! What an awful plaze this Lon'on do be! To see the childer so bad! Second Boy. Don't cry, gran'pa. She'd chaff you worser 'n us! We're only poor little innocent boys. We don't know nothink, bless you! Oh no! First Boy. You'd better let her alone, arter all, bag o' nails.
Sonny an' Mary Elizabeth are too sweet-hearted an' true not to be reproduced in detail, an' passed along. This here ol' oak tree thet gran'pa planted when I was a kid, why, it'd be a fine shady place for healthy girls an' boys to play under. When I set here by myself on this po'ch so much these days an' think, an' remember, why I thess wonder over the passage o' time.
Mary Louise had no soul for poetry, but she would have endured far greater hardships rather than forfeit the genial companionship of Gran'pa Jim. It was only during these past two years that she had come to know her grandfather so intimately and to become as fond of him as she was proud. Her earlier life had been one of so many changes that the constant shifting had rather bewildered her.
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