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His sympathies were so largely aroused for Joyce, that he meant to overcome his yearning to be with the object of his passion, and on that first night he intended going to Gaston's shack and setting Joyce right about the future and his own part in the drama. Billy realized that he must shield himself. Birkdale and Lauzoon must never know of his presence in the hut.
I am going to Jude Lauzoon, so that neither you nor he can keep me from what alone is mine; but be good to him or God will never forgive you! Please go now. I must hurry. Good-bye." "Joyce!" Ruth Dale was crouching at her feet. "I am so tired." A long sigh broke from Joyce's lips. "Please do not make it harder. It must be; and I have much to do." "But there may be some mistake."
He just gave himself up to the chance of gaining good out of all the evil. Then he came here to rest. But he could not help being kind and helpful. He found me. He taught me, he gave me hope and showed me how to live. Oh! you can never understand. You have always had life I never had it until he took the blindness from me. "He tried to do the best for me he wanted me to marry Jude Lauzoon.
And just when the early wild flowers were timidly showing themselves, after the winter's long reign, little Malcolm Lauzoon opened his eyes upon the scene. How could he know that the festivities at the Black Cat were interrupted by Jude's necessary absences, and Isa Tate's voluntary visits to Joyce's home?
Her spiritual and mental architecture, so to speak, could not be properly estimated until all was finished. This conclusion chilled Drew's enthusiasm. He would have felt kinder had she been less sure of herself. "You are looking well, Mrs. Lauzoon." Drew felt the awkwardness of the situation growing. "Please, Mr. Drew, I'm just Joyce again. Perhaps you have not heard?"
Well, she never seemed to me to belong here rightfully. I hope they'll do well." Jock hitched uncomfortably. "Well," he broke in, feeling it was inevitable, "Joyce didn't, as you might say, go with Jude. She's stopping on here." "With the baby? There was a baby, I recall. My sister talked of it a good deal. She was interested in Joyce Lauzoon from what I told her."
Presently he opened his eyes, if he had slept he was not conscious of it, and there sat the girl of his dreams near him. "Mrs. " he faltered, "Mrs. Lauzoon, how good of you to come and see me. I hope you know I would have come to you as soon as I was able?"
He became a man of importance. Gaston and Filmer, glad with the intelligence of men who know the value of work, took the actual burden upon themselves. Lauzoon had the empty glory; they had the blessing of toil that brought their faculties into play, and gave them relief from somberer thoughts. But Gaston was too normal a man not to consider the gravity of conditions that were developing.
There was a pile of discarded bedding and clothing on the floor. If worst came he could stay where he was and be partially comfortable. As he reached this conclusion a voice from below caused his heart to stand still. "I thought I'd seen the last of yer. You got all I had what more do you want with me?" It was Jude Lauzoon who spoke.
"Miss Drew has sent this note." Ruth held it out helplessly. "Thank you. I know what is in it; but I cannot come. I am going away." The proffered note fluttered to the floor. "Going away?" "Yes." The word was almost agonizing in its intensity. "Yes!" "Please Mrs. Lauzoon," Ruth Dale stammered the name; "please may I hear where you are going? My friends are so interested in you.
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