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Updated: June 28, 2025
I'm glad that this isn't one of those mystical towns where Christian Science and Buddhism and all sorts of vagaries flourish. Calvinton may be difficult, but it's not obscure. And some day I'll feel its pulse and get at the heart of it." The silence of the little office was snapped by the nervous clamour of the electric bell, shrilling with a night call. Dr.
Professor John De Vries, round, rosy, white-haired, steeped in the mellow lore of ancient history, puffed his cigar and smiled that benignant smile with which he was accustomed joyfully to enter a duel of wits. Many such conflicts had enlivened that low-ceilinged book-room of his at Calvinton.
Your first name is " "Leroy," he answered. "But you are weak; you must not talk much." "Only a little," she replied, smiling; "it does me good. Leroy was your mother's name yes? It is not a Calvinton name. I wonder where your father met her. Perhaps in France when he came to look for me. But he did not find me no, indeed I was well hidden then but he found your mother.
"Oh," she answered, "I am resting now. But let me talk a little more. It will not harm me. I have been through so much! Twice married a great fortune to spend all that the big world can give. But now I am very tired of the whirl. There is only one thing I want to stay here in Calvinton. I rebelled against it once; but it draws me back. There is a strange magic in the place. Haven't you felt it?
"I like ye, doc', and that kinder talk might do ye harm here in Calvinton. We don't hold much to dreams and visions down this way. But, say, 'twas a mighty interestin' dream, wa'n't it? I guess Miss Jean hones for them white pillars, many a day they sorter stand for old times. They draw ye, don't they?" "Yes, my friend," said Carmichael as he moved the lever, "they speak of the past.
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