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Updated: May 19, 2025
Was there ever a malefactor condemned to imprisonment or torment for whom the heart of some woman or other did not plead in mitigation of his sentence? Yet the man-made laws against which untutored hearts will now and again protest are often essentially merciful in comparison with the wild and hasty judgments that outrun the law whether in mercy or in severity. It was so in Alan's case.
At the mention of Alan's name Aylward started violently. "I feared it," he said, "and he is more than ten years my junior and a soldier, not a man of business.
Burying his fevered face in his hands, the boy wept, partly in pain and partly because he knew that he was holding back his chum. At such periods Ned Napier was at his best. With kind words he sought to encourage his friend. He used the little water left to bathe Alan's face, and the last of his shirt in binding anew his friend's bleeding feet.
So, when he read Dolly's card, being by nature suspicious, he felt sure the child had called to see what she could get out of him. But when he descended to the consulting-room with stern set face, and saw a beautiful girl of seventeen awaiting him, a tall sunny-haired girl, with Alan's own smile and Alan's own eyes, he grew suddenly aware of an unexpected interest.
It was already close on Alan's hour, and the moon was down. If I stayed, I could at the least of it set my friend upon his guard which might prove his mere salvation. I had adventured other peoples' safety in a course of self-indulgence; to have endangered them again, and now on a mere design of penance, would have been scarce rational.
"I come because you've got brains, and you're the only girl that has here." They were Alan's words, almost his words, and for an instant she thought of her brother, end wondered what he would think of this jay's praising her in his terms. "Because," Jeff went on, "you've got more sense and nonsense than all the women here put together.
After dinner the younger members of the party spent the evening by Alan's initiative, and chiefly under his direction, in a series of lively and rather riotous games such as my nursery days had delighted in, and my schoolroom ones had disdained. It was a great and happy surprise to discover that, grown up, I might again enjoy them.
How Lauzanne the Despised had saved Ringwood to her father; how he had won Alan's supposed price of redemption for Mortimer; how he had stood sturdy and true to the girl of much faith and all gentleness. And the room became a crypt of confessional when she, in penitence, told of her ride on the gallant Chestnut.
Augustina sighed and fidgeted. But when she was half-way through her meal, Laura standing over her, she suddenly laid a shaking hand on Laura's arm. "Laura! Alan's a saint! he always was long ago when I was so blind and wicked. But now oh! the things Mrs. Denton's been telling me!" "Has she?" said Laura coolly.
Alan's instant suggestion that they denounce the disguised tramp was almost as quickly voted down. "So long as we didn't know who he was he had the advantage of us. Now that we know " and neither of them now doubted the fact for an instant. "We have the advantage of him," argued Ned. "Let's turn that knowledge to profit. We can easily guess what he is trying to do.
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