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"No, I am just through," she replied, as she carefully pressed the still moist stamp in place with a small blotter. "I have come to ask if you have a copy of that flashlight picture of the 'Flower Carnival'" he resumed. "Dorrie's is at home, but she wishes to have some more copies, and as I am going to town to- morrow I thought I would attend to it."
"I think Aunt Dorrie would want me to to live my life," Joan returned. "Oh! of course, she'd let you go. That's Aunt Dorrie's idea of justice. But we have no right to impose on it. People may be willing to suffer, but that's no excuse for making them suffer."
Seabrook entered Dorrie's room and saw the change in the loved face still very thin and white, it is true, but with a look of peace on the brow, the eyes bright, the pale lips wreathed with smiles her composure well-nigh forsook her. "Mamma, hear the birds! and it isn't sunrise yet!" she said again, as her mother approached her.
So they thankfully accepted their neighbor's kindness, and when he saw Dorrie's delight in being once more out of doors, when he met her dancing eyes and noted the faint color coming into her cheeks and lips, and every day realized that she was getting stronger, something within seemed to tell him that she would yet be well; and figuratively speaking he reverently took off his materia medica hat to Mrs.
"So I shall," said Lawrence, "if he isn't detained at Countisford." The reason why Lawrence found Isabel scrubbing Mrs. Drury's floor was that Dorrie's pretty, sluttish little mother had been whisked off to the Cottage Hospital with appendicitis an hour earlier.
"When I encounter a case like Dorrie's I am dissatisfied with it," he admitted, with a quiver of his mobile lips. "When I am called to a case that responds quickly to treatment, I feel all the old enthusiasm tingling within me.
She quickly brought the wrapper; then, with a brief handclasp, he bade her "good-night" and retraced his steps. Before going upstairs he sought the kitchen, where the cook was lingering, thinking something might be needed, and ordered a dainty lunch prepared; then, taking both tray and garment, he left them at Dorrie's door and passed on to the next room to find his sister just waking.
"And I can live close to Aunt Dorrie's beautiful life even if I am not of it. And I am sure of myself as dear Nancy never could be because I have proved myself in ways that girls like Nancy never can." Toward morning Joan fell asleep. When she awoke it was nearly noon time and half the desert of Sunday was passed. Then Joan, refreshed and comforted, planned a wholesome afternoon and evening.
Joan slept heavily, dreamlessly, and awoke to more bacon and eggs with hot rolls and coffee added. "I'm going to float about a bit to-day," she said, and her feet were fairly dancing. "I've only known New York before holding to Aunt Dorrie's hand or my nurse's. Today I'm going to go back alone and then catch up with myself."
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