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The North, with its luxury and ease, will be hard to leave, but life is sacrifice to men, sir, and the day will dawn when the Hertfords will come to The Hollow with determination to control affairs. I'm going to hold their place ready, sir, for that day!" This sounded almost too fine to be true, and even Lans demanded details. Then it was that Crothers laid his foundations.
They swept the room, Markham's face, and then travelled to the broad acres in rich cultivation as far as one could see. "You have had too much pleasure and luxury, Lans; things have come too easily. You have never been brought face to face with a longing, and been made to understand that sacrifice, on your part, was necessary to obtain it.
"Morley's all right as far as he goes," Crothers interjected; "I ain't got nothing to say against Morley as Morley, but what I do say is does the South want to be led out of darkness by a poor white when its own blue blood only needs a chance to flow through?" Lans looked serious.
He felt disloyal to Sandy; old associations tugged at his heart; but all at once the story of Sandy's relations with a girl in Boston, the story coloured and underlined by Olive Treadwell, rose and confronted him. If Sandy could deceive and hoodwink Levi Markham, what could others expect? Personally, Lans had no desire to stone Sandy, but a fine glow was filling his heart.
If if my husband wants me I am ready to go to him. Sandy, I am not afraid!" Then they waited. Sandy stood with his back to the fire, motionless and white; Marcia Lowe had sunk into a chair and bending forward hid her face in her hands; Cynthia drew back from Sandy and stood alone in the middle of the room. What emotions and thoughts swayed Lans Treadwell, who could know?
They-all wanted to save me from myself, but they forgot him and then when he said" the girl gasped "that he wanted me I had to go! I did not go because any one compelled me I just had to go! I was led like when I married Lans. More and more I see it now; I feel it in the night.
He has really done us a good turn by throwing light on the past." "He he laughed!" muttered Martin. "They-all laugh that-er-way. Big things is little to them-all; and little things is big! Them Hertfords be no-count! They all sound upperty and look upperty, but they-all is trash!" "Come, come, Dad! Lans isn't trash. He's done me more than one good turn."
Why don't you wait until until this little" Sandy dropped into the sweet "lil" "this little woman comes to you." "She'd never come!" Lans half groaned; "you do not know how tradition would hold her there. She'd starve rather than to call me now." Sandy was thoughtful a moment. He saw that Treadwell probably was right there, but a strange sense of protection rose in his heart.
And the folks would say evil things of me because you took care of me and didn't risk my neck on the bad roads in the dark? What could they-all say?" For the life of him Lans could not frame the words with that lovely face turned to his. "You must trust me, Cynthia. I will protect you and you must protect me." "I protect you? You are right funny. What could they-all do to you?"
Lans deo bone intelligo. Hol. Enter Armado, etc. Nath. Videsne quis venit? Ho. Video et gaudeo. Arm. Chirra! Hol. Quare Chirra not Sirrah! But the first appearance of these two book-men, as Dull takes leave them to call them in this scene, is not less to the purpose.
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