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"Well, you see, Everett," Ann explained, "Horace and I have talked for a long time about doing some real charity work; so now we're going to try an experiment." "These boys " Ann interrupted. "One of them is a girl." Horace saw the change on Brimbecomb's face and said hurriedly: "The girl had on her brother's clothes, that's all."
It was not until long afterward that Horace Shellington heard of the scene through which she had passed. Everett Brimbecomb's card admitted him to the governor's home. Mrs. Vandecar welcomed him with outstretched hands. "Strange, Everett," said she, "but I was thinking only this afternoon that I should ask you to dinner.
"I gived ye to the pretty lady with the golden hair when yer pappy hurt ye, and I knowed ye again; for the Brimbecomb's name was on the boat that took ye. Yer pappy didn't know ye were a livin' till a little while ago, and he wants ye now." "Were you married to him, this man you call my father?" demanded Everett. Scraggy shook her head.
"He won't git her!" he muttered. "I've got plans for that gal, and I ain't goin' have no young buck kickin' 'em over, I kin tell ye that!" Brimbecomb's words put a new light upon the matter. That Flea would be protected by the young millionaire Lon knew; but that the young man thought of marrying her had never come into his mind.
The girl was on the point of telling her about Everett then Brimbecomb's voice rang out from the reception-room. "Ann, dear! Aren't you ever coming?" Fledra noticed Miss Shellington's face change as if by magic, and saw a lovelight grow in her eyes. In silence, she received Ann's sorrowful kiss. "Little sister, I really wasn't scolding you.
Brimbecomb's heart began to beat tumultuously. Chance was giving him a lead he could not have won of his own efforts, and he smiled, turning on Cronk more cordially. "Have you demanded your children of Mr. Shellington?" he asked. "Yep." Everett bent over eagerly. "What did he say to you?" "He says as how I could go to the devil, and that I could git the law after him if I wanted 'em.
"I saw ye when ye give the pig a bit of yer biscuit yesterday mornin'." "We'll all eat in the good land," replied Flea hopefully. By this time they had come to the gateway and turned into the street. Harold Brimbecomb's beautiful home was brilliantly lighted. It appeared the same to Flea as on the night before, when she had seen Scraggy make her melancholy play before it.
She opened the window and looked out. It was but a short drop to the path at the side of the house. At half-past ten Fledra slipped into her coat and set a soft, light cap upon her black curls. In another minute she had reached the road and had turned toward Brimbecomb's. To escape any eyes in the house she had just left, she scurried to the graveyard.
She spent her day hours in helping Fledra with her school studies and giving Floyd simple lessons at home. Everett came every evening, taking Ann from the sickroom. This left Fledra free to study quietly beside her brother. One Thursday, after dinner, Horace went by invitation to Brimbecomb's home to play billiards.
Did Horace tell you where they lived?" "Yes, near Ithaca somewhere. I think he said they had a shanty on Cayuga Lake." "One of the squatters?" "Yes." "I remember very well," remarked Mrs. Vandecar after a moment's thought, "when I went to Ithaca with Ann Shellington, and Horace and Everett were graduated from the university, that we went up the lake in Brimbecomb's yacht.
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