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Updated: May 26, 2025
The five o' us Die-Hards is grand at dodgin' and keepin' out of sight, and what hinders us to get in among them, so that they'll hear us but never see us. We're used to the ways o' the polis, and can imitate them fine. Forbye we've all got our whistles, which are the same as a bobbie's birl, and Old Bill and Peter are grand at copyin' a man's voice.
"There were a few years of frantic love and some sort of happiness, I expect, and then funds began to give out, and Bobbie's insane desire to gamble led him into the shadiest society, at Baden-Baden and Nice, and other warm spots. Poor Hilda used to go about with him then in a shamed, defiant way, running from any old friend, or staring over his head.
I claimed the Constitution as anti-slavery, and taught the duty of overthrowing slavery by and through it, but no argument which I used did half the service of an illustration which came to me: I had a little garden in which the weeds did grow, and little Bobbie Miller had a little broken hoe. When I went into my garden to cut the weeds away, I took up Bobbie's little hoe to help me in the fray.
Bobbie's didn't. To discuss the social aspects of menial service with a practitioner of it who has been admitted to a certain implicit equality is a difficult and delicate matter for a girl brought up in Roberta Holland's school. Several times after the restaurant encounter she essayed it; trying both the indirect approach and the method of extreme frankness. Neither answered.
But he didn't tell her just then. Instead he sat looking at her with luminous eyes, and the expression in them that heavenly expression compelled Jinnie to kneel beside him, and for a little while they sat in silence. "Dear child," Lafe murmured, dropping a tender hand on her shining head, "dear, dear girl!" "It must be a joyful thing, Lafe, for your face shines as bright as Bobbie's stars."
But Sally's blue eyes were proclaiming something something far removed from the honor and glory promised by her junior sponsor. And even Bobbie's insistent joking could not dispel that strange foreboding. "Sally!" charged Jane, noting her sudden preoccupating, "are you seeing things?" "Why?" A flush suffused the face just showing the tell-tale lines of fatigue.
The old gentleman paused and glared about him, without a thought of how his words sounded; but the young people, who knew him well, only answered with a clapping of hands, which was a tribute to Uncle Bobbie's heart and character, rather than to his unconscious recklessness of speech or love for the man whom he championed.
"Lafe told me once," Jinnie whispered to herself on the way to the kitchen, "when a lie does a lot of good, it's better than the truth if telling facts hurts some one." She joined Peggy, sighing, "I'm an awful liar, all right, but Bobbie's happy."
Frank was confused and made no reply, until Whitley asked: "Where does the fellow live now?" "I don't know, but he's in old man Wicks' office every evening; has a desk there, and works on some fool Association work." Whitley nodded. "Then you will find the papers in Uncle Bobbie's safe." "But how am I to get them?" "I don't know; you can't buy them. You can't bluff him. And he won't scare.
"But there's a deep gorge in front of every one, honey," replied Jinnie sadly. Yet Bobbie's words "bust 'em out" took hold of her grippingly, and the thought of leaving that unbearable place was like a tonic to the frantic girl. She crossed the room rapidly and examined the window panes.
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