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Here you two girls both came in on dad's scholarship, have both made good and are both now eligible to finish the course. Don't you see how magically it has all turned out?" "We don't," admitted Bobbie. "That's because you don't know how generous Deanie Rutledge can be. Bobbie, you did want to come to college, that is always a laudable ambition, and think of the thousands who fail every year?"
I'm a old man, an sickly, and I ain't long for this world. If them chaps is a-goin' to do anything for me, they'd better be puttin' in their licks." Johnnie looked from the little girl's pink-and-white infantile beauty she sat with the child in her lap to the old man's hulking, powerful, useless frame. What would Deanie naturally be expected to do for her stepfather?
Next thing we're a-goin' away with Sis' Johnnie and have a fi-ine house, where Pap Himes can't come about to be cross to Deanie."
Then swiftly she bent once more over the little woman in the bed. "Mother," she said before Laurella could speak or answer her, "Aunt Mavity can wait on you and Deanie for a little while with what help Lissy will give you can't she, honey? And Mandy was coming downstairs to her breakfast this morning she's able to be afoot now and I know she'll be wanting to help tend on Deanie.
Sometimes she found herself walking into the machinery and put out a reckless little hand to guard her steps. Sister Johnnie had said she would come and take her away. Sister Johnnie was the Providence that was never known to fail. Deanie kept on doggedly, and tied threads, almost asleep.
"They've every one, down to Deanie, had mo' than the six weeks schoolin' that the laws calls for," snarled Himes. "You wasn't thinking of putting Deanie in the mill not Deanie was you?" asked Johnnie breathlessly. "Why not?" inquired Himes. "She'll get no good runnin' the streets here in Cottonville, and she can earn a little somethin' in the mill.
She had got little Deanie out in her arms now, and stood hugging the child, bending to kiss Melissa, finding a hand to pat Milo's shoulder and rub Pony's tousled poll. "Oh, I'm so glad! I'm so glad to see you-all," she kept repeating. "Who brought you?" She looked closely at the man on the driver's seat and recognized Gideon Himes. "Why, Pap!" she exclaimed. "I'll never forget you for this.
Snub-nosed, nine-year-old Pony, whose two front teeth had come in quite too large for his mouth, Pony, with the quick-expanding pupils, and the temperament that would cope ill with disaster, addressed himself gaily to his supper and saw no sorrow anywhere. Little Melissa was half asleep; and even Deanie, after the first outburst of greeting, nodded in her chair.
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