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She held out her hand to him. They were friends forever. "Will you be married here, Andrew? The house is at your service," she said. "Don't you think it ought to be at her father's, ma'am?" "You are right," said Alexa; and she sat down. Andrew stood in silence, for he saw she was meditating something. At length she raised her head, and spoke.
Alexa had in a manner got over her uneasiness at the report of how George was making his money, and their correspondence was not interrupted.
"Why, certainly, as an honest man, I can not talk religion like your friend the farmer!" "Do you mean that Andrew Ingram is not an honest man?" rejoined Alexa, with some heat. "I mean that I am an honest man." "I am doubtful of you." "I can tell the quarter whence that doubt was blown!" "It would be of greater consequence to blow it away! George Crawford, do you believe yourself an honest man?"
"Am I not?" insisted Alexa. "Do you desire to know God?" said Andrew. "I think I do know Him." "And you think those things true?" "Yes." "Then we are where we were, and I say no more." "You are not polite." "I can not help it. I must let you alone to believe about God what you can. You will not be blamed for not believing what you can not."
You will send for me if you want me?" "I will. Good-night!" said Alexa, and went in with a strange weight on her heart. Shut in her room, she wept sorely, but not bitterly; and the next day old Meg, at least, saw no change in her. Said Andrew to himself: "I will be her servant always." He was humbled, not uplifted.
But to know that there is a perfect God, one for us to love with all the power of love of which we feel we are capable, is worth going out of existence for; while to know that God himself, must make every throb of consciousness a divine ecstasy!" Andrew's heart was full, and out of its fullness he spoke. Never before had he been able in the presence of Alexa to speak as he felt.
I have enough with you," cried Alexa, and felt as if she hated George. "Unfortunately, you can not have me always," returned her father. "I will say nothing more now, but I desire you to consider what I have said." Alexa put the watch in his hand. "I trust you do not suppose," she said, "that a house full of things like that would make any difference." He looked up at her sharply.
His eye fell on the young man's pocket-book. It had fallen from his coat as they undressed him, and was on a table by the bedside. He caught it up just ere Alexa reentered. "How is he, father?" she asked. "He is fast asleep," answered the laid. "How long does the doctor think he will have to be here?" "I did not ask him," she replied. "That was an oversight, my child," he returned.
Alexa went to her chamber. A moment after, George returned, called Meg to the door, and said: "There must be a brass cup in the bed somewhere! I brought it to amuse him. He was fond of odd things, you know! If you should find it " "I will take care of it," answered Meg, and turned from him curtly. George felt he had not a friend in the house, and that he must leave things as they were!
I stood on Harbor Hill last night, and there were lights in the Narrows." "It may be so," said the old man, sombrely, "but the graybacks should not have forgotten already the lesson we taught them at the Golden Cove the year of the red comet. But, Constans, lad, we should be on our way if we would not have the pretty Alexa furrowing her forehead over our empty seats at her birthday board. Hola!
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