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It had been one thing to know that his Uncle Levi Markham had taken another young man and set him on his feet, but quite another to realize that his uncle had adopted a poor white from the native hills of the Hertfords and was providing him with wings. A new element had entered into Lans.
"How is it likely, brother, that he would remember an English governess, whom he never saw but three times, and never looked at once? I have often wondered whether the Major recognised him." "No; Buckley is a Peninsular man, and although at Waterloo, never went to Paris. Lans Mulhaus, I mean, was not present at Waterloo. So they never could have met.
They never heard the outcome, but Aunt Olive and I have often wondered how some mountain girl probably enjoyed her smelling salts, or perfume, or whatever it was!" Sandy could not move. He was spellbound, but Martin struggled to his feet and stood towering over Lans Treadwell, shaking as with ague.
His intrigue is a low, vulgar thing. That is exactly what I am trying to make you understand. The difference lies right there. Lans is open and above-board; he's a gentleman. This young Morley is " "Well, well, madam!" Levi held up his hand calmly silencing the indignant voice.
Cynthia, nevertheless, walked with Lans Treadwell through the trails, and once they had followed the Branch and come upon the new factory near The Forge. The girl told Treadwell of the fire, but she eliminated herself utterly from the story. She understood better now than she once had her part in that snowy night. Then they spoke of Sandy and his hopes.
Then Cynthia stood up quite firm and straight. She looked full and commandingly at Lans who was leaning, deadly white, against the door he had closed behind him. "Here is Lans, now," she said, more to the haggard man than to the pale woman. It was as if, in those four simple words, she appealed to the best and finest of him to deal with this fearful responsibility which was his, not hers.
So considerately and humanely did the man speak of this that Lans could take no offence, particularly as Crothers just then had brought their common interests to such a pass that to resent anything would have been fatal. A very beautiful and many-coloured bubble was well in sight! "You see," Crothers explained, "them men up to Greeley's store are a right evil lot.
There were present also Under Secretary Richter of the Interior Department; Lieutenant Colonel Doeutelmoser of the General Staff; the editors and proprietors of the principal newspapers in Berlin; Count Montgelas, who had charge of American affairs in the Foreign Office; naval officers like Captain Lans; the American correspondents in Germany; and Prince Isenburg; rubbing shoulders with the brewers, George Ehret and Krueger, of New York and Newark.
"He'll probably offer you a beastly little allowance," Olive Treadwell had warned; "but I'll add to that; so accept it like a lamb. Then he'll throw Cornell to you he has right bad taste in universities but you must use your tact there, Lans. Tell him about your associates and how your future will be influenced by your college Frat and such things.
Later they the Cup-o'-Cold-Water Lady and she would go to Sandy's cabin as they had that night when Lans had claimed her and then well, beyond that Cynthia could not see! At Trouble Neck another disappointment met her. The trim cabin was empty!
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