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"Oh, Sis, that's what I want!" Cherry answered Her lip trembled, and tears came into her eyes. "You don't know how homesick I've been," she said, feeling it more and more every minute. "I feel as if I'd never really drawn a full breath since I went away!" "I can't live in cities," Alix said, simply.
The rest would have been light instead of darkness, joy instead of pain, dignity and development and increasing content instead of all the months of restless criticism and doubt and disillusionment. The very scene here, with Mrs. North and Alix, might easily have been, with Cherry as the wife of Peter, Cherry as her sister's hostess, in the mountain cabin At the thought her heart suffocated her.
But Alix was so aghast at the idea, and Peter, who was closing Doctor Strickland's estate, was so careful to depart early in the mornings, and return only late at night, that the little alarm, if it was that, died away.
"Oh, Alix my darling! My own big sister!" Cherry sobbed, falling to her knees and passionately kissing the peaceful face. "Oh, Alix, dearest!" The women about broke into tears. Peter pressed his hand close against his aching eyeballs, wishing that he might cry. "She drove here," he heard a man's voice saying in the silence, "and she must have lost control of her car for a minute.
I think I know who wrote that letter, too. I guess Joe King's wife knows something about it. They're all alike! You give it to me to-morrow and I'll manage it. There won't be any more!" "Martin," Alix whispered, gravely, "if you have given Cherry any cause " Her voice fell, and there was a silence.
"He's got a mustard plaster on his back now, he says, that would cover an army mule. I know how that feels, by Jinks! I wore one for three weeks over there because I didn't have the nerve to rip it off." He was still aware of the unanswered question in her eyes. Changing his position slightly, he busied himself with the lighting of his pipe. "Was he expecting you?" inquired Alix. "Not at all.
Why have you accustomed me to your tenderness, to your protection, and now come threatening to leave me? Hear me plainly. If you go I go with you." He uttered a smothered cry and staggered like a drunken man. "Alix madame " "I have guessed your secret," continued I. "You seek to go because you love me because you fear you may forget that respect which you fancy you owe me.
"I guess it's all right, isn't it?" "Open the door," said Alix quietly. A small, shivering messenger boy in uniform entered. "Are you Miss Crown?" "No, I'm not. Where's the letter?" "I got to deliver it to her. If she ain't here I'm to wait. I got to get an answer." Alix came forward. "I am Miss Crown. Come in, my boy, and warm yourself by the fire."
Tea was being brought in when the belated guests arrived. Courtney, spurred by the brief vision of success ahead, was never in better form, never more entertaining, never so well provided with polite cynicisms. Later on, when he and Alix were alone and he was putting on his raincoat in the hall, she said to him impulsively: "I don't know what I should have done without you, Mr. Thane.
Meals were always simple and hearty and delicious; but Alix had not time for fancy touches; hated, as she frankly admitted, "all that stuffed celery and chopped nut and halved cherry business! If soup isn't good without whipped cream and sherry in it, it's pretty poor soup!" Cherry had laughed at her, even years ago, for her point of view, but sometimes she had felt it to be almost an advantage.
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