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Aura's tunic was too short to impede her swimming and when the Very Young Man was ready, they waded out into the water together. They found the lake no deeper than to Aura's shoulders, but as it was easier to swim than to wade, they began swimming away from shore towards the farthest boat that evidently was headed for Orlog.
Dove had sent a little packet to each of the children, but they found Cousin Aura's sympathy grievously and unwontedly lacking, and she at last replied to their repeated calls to here to share their delight, that they must run away, and display their treasures to Molly and Jumbo. She must read her letters alone.
Poor child! she was tired out, and disappointed, and Aurelia could only comfort her by hearing her little prayers, undressing her, and giving her the highly-esteemed treat of sleeping in Cousin Aura's bed; while the others were staying up as long as it pleased Master Archer. This actually was the cause of my Lady being kept waiting, and an apology was needful.
And then into the hallway he saw come swiftly a huge hand, whose fingers gripped him and his antagonist and jerked them hurriedly down the hall and out into the garden. As they lay struggling on the ground outside, the Very Young Man felt himself held less closely. He wrenched himself free and sprang to his feet, standing close beside Aura's face.
The walls of the room had nearly closed in upon them now; its few pieces of furniture had been pushed aside, unnoticed, by the growth of their enormous bodies. It was as though they were crouching in a triangular box, almost entirely filling it. The Very Young Man laid his hand on Aura's arm, and she met his anxious glance with her fearless, trusting smile.
He was lying upon the ground, with Aura sitting beside him, and his friends all his own size again standing over him. He met Aura's tender, serious eyes, and smiled. "I'm all right," he said. "What a foolish thing to faint." Lylda stooped beside him, "You saved us all," she said. "There is nothing we can say to mean what it should. But you will always know how we feel; how splendid you were."
Without a trace of embarrassment the girl smiled and with a pretty little bending of her head, held down her hand to the astonished Banker, who sat speechless upon his mattress. Loto pushed forward. "That's mamita over there," he said, pointing. "Her name is Lylda; she's Aura's sister." The Banker recovered his wits. "Well, and who are you, little man?" he asked with a smile.
The Aura's not an ordin-ar-y bar and I'm not an ordin-ar-y man, and, say, Miss Sheila, you're not an ordin-ar-y girl." "Is that why you want me to work in your saloon?" said Sheila, staring at the star. "Yes'm. That's why. Let me tell you that I've searched this continent for a girl to fit my ideal. That's what it is, girl my ideal. That bar of mine has got to be perfect. It's near to perfect now.
Too much moonshine inside of Dickie. I hope" he leaned toward her, and Sheila, the child, could not help but be flattered by his deference "I hope you're not thinking that Dickie's unfortunate habit is my fault. I'm his father and I own that saloon. But, all the same, it's not my fault nor The Aura's fault either. I never did spoil Dickie. And I'm a sober man myself.
He was nearer the door now, and just beyond it he caught a glimpse of the white flesh of Aura's ankle as she stood beside the house. The man put a hand on the Very Young Man's throat. The Very Young Man caught it by the wrist, but he could feel the growing pressure of its fingers cutting off his breath.
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