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I had also moments of revolt which stripped off me some of my simple trust in the government of the universe. But when the inevitable entered the sick room and the white door was thrown wide open, I don't think I found a single tear to shed. I have a suspicion that the Canon's housekeeper looked on me as the most callous little wretch on earth.
By this time the canon's servants, who had gone to the inn to fetch the sumpter mule, had returned, and making a carpet and the green grass of the meadow serve as a table, they seated themselves in the shade of some trees and made their repast there, that the carter might not be deprived of the advantage of the spot, as has been already said.
Some of these grand constructions stand alone, while others are in pairs; and many of them resemble Oriental temples, buttressed with terraces a mile or two in length, and approached by steps a hundred feet in height. Around these, too, are many smaller mountainous formations, crude and unfinished in appearance, like shrines commenced and then abandoned by the Cañon's Architect.
The Canon's intense gray eyes shot a glance at him, which he felt rather than saw, in the evening twilight. "I hope you'll be even happier now." "It will be a different sort of happiness now." "I think children bind people together more often than not. There are cases when it's not so, but I don't think yours is likely to be one of them." "Oh, no." "Is it a good-looking baby?"
The little cañon stream still wound down its shaded course, disappearing in a patch of sand at the cañon's mouth, so the prospector felt secure. None had ridden out to look for him through that furnace of burning sand that stretched between the hills and the desert town. The stream dwindled slowly, imperceptibly.
Not that he talked very much to anybody. Now and then the Canon's niece, Mildred Wharton, the pretty girl on his left, moved him to a high irrelevance, in those rare moments when she was not absorbed in Mr. Gorst. Pretty Mildred and Mr. Gorst were flirting unabashed behind the roses, and it struck Anne that the Canon kept an alarmed and watchful eye upon their intercourse.
I added, passionately, at the last and then, I left her. What a walk home I had, in the early dawn! I would not take a cab, although several passed me. I wanted to be alone in my misery; and so, I walked the whole way to Saint Canon's three miles if it were an inch, over a rough, newly-stoned road, too, and in patent-leather boots with paper soles!
"Why, child, child! what are you doing?" she exclaimed. "These are your uncle the canon's." Napoleon withdrew his hand as sharply as if a bee amid the fruit had stung him. "Ah, is it so?" he cried; but Panoria, not having before her eyes the fear of the Bonapartes' bugbear, "their uncle the canon," laughed loudly. "What funny people you all are!" she exclaimed.
The canon, returning to the interrupted theme of the pyros which were to be grafted and the vites which were to be trimmed, said: "I am already aware that Senor Don Jose is a great agriculturist." "Not at all; I know nothing whatever about the subject," responded the young man, observing with no little annoyance the canon's mania of supposing him to be learned in all the sciences.
He would wire to dear Lavinia Berkhamstead and explain matters. As he and Canon Wilton walked back to the Canon's house he said; "What dear people those are!" "Yes, indeed," said the Canon. "Happiness has brought out the very best in them both. Leith is a fine young fellow, and she, of course, is unique, a piece of radiance, as her beautiful mother was.
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