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Nan seemed to be thinking of something far away; it was after a second that she recalled herself to this question, and then she answered with some astonishment 'Don't you know your own mind, Madge? 'Well, I do in a way, said the younger sister, still staring at the letter. 'I like him well enough. I think it would do very well; and there would be no trouble with any one.
"People who have to earn their bread can't lie around and go to school," remarked Aunt Nan dryly, and Elizabeth said no more. But later she heard of a night-school, and then she took up the subject once more. Lizzie scoffed at this. She said night-school was only for very poor people, and it was a sort of disgrace to go.
Unfortunately for Dirty Dan, his battle in defense of Donald McKaye had delayed his sortie to the fields of martyrdom. On the morning that Nan Brent left Port Agnew, however, fortune had again smiled upon The O'Leary.
And then, just as Nellie was counting "Ninety-seven," she sank down in a heap, with her eyes closed and her face as white as a sheet. For a moment the other girls looked on in blank wonder, not knowing what to make of it. Then Nan gave a scream. "Oh, girls, she has fainted!" "Perhaps she is dead!" burst out Nellie Parks. "And if she is, we killed her, for we turned the rope!"
"Nan," he began, "I told you I'd got loads of things to do now." "Yes?" The girl looked at him inquiringly. Tode was silent for a little. It was harder for him to speak than he had thought it would be. "You see," he went on, slowly, "I've been mean as dirt all my life.
At least I am quite willing if the others are," said Agatha, looking round inquiringly; upon which Nan and Elsie nodded assent, and Chrissie bargained, "Unless I am engaged myself by that time, when, of course, they must be equally divided," a contingency so remote that Lilias congratulated herself on a good morning's work, and felt that so far as pin-cushions were concerned the future held no further anxiety.
All that forenoon, Dick fretted about the house, waiting for her, hoping she would go to walk, let him read to her Dick had a persistent habit of reading verse to you when he found you weren't likely to get into the modern movement by yourself but no Nan.
It was a boiling brown flood, covered with drifting foam and debris. The roar of the freshet awoke Nan in her bed before daybreak. So she was not surprised to see the river in such a turmoil when, after a hasty breakfast, she and Uncle Henry walked beside the flood. "They started their drive last night," Uncle Henry said, "and boomed her just below the campsite.
His son stood with bowed head. "Have you, mother, or you, my sisters, been down to the Sawdust Pile to thank Nan for inspiring me no matter how with a desire to live? I think you realize that until she came I was too unhappy too disgusted with life to care whether I got well or not? Have you absolved yourselves of an obligation which must be perfectly evident to perfect ladies?" "We have not."
Blackton was no careless manager, and he had a good foreman in Tim Turner. The big boss had ridden down to the bend in a mud-splashed buggy, and was even prepared to take a personal hand in the work, if need be. The foreman was coming down the river bank on the Pine Camp side of the stream, watching the leading logs of the drive, and directing the foreguard. Among the latter Nan spied Rafe.
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