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You know he thinks that's all wrong, very wicked, and he wants to keep us separate from it all." The boy listened to this long, breathless confidence in silence, kicking the lumps of snow in the road as he trudged along. "Well," he said, "it seems kind of awful to have two brothers divided like that, doesn't it, Essie? But I suppose father's right, he 'most always is.
He was tempted to have Stephen Jannan turn over to Essie, at once, a conclusive sum of money. That would put an end to any communication between them, provide her with the power of self-gratification which for Essie Scofield spelled forgetfulness.... For a little, he was obliged, wearily, to add.
The lawyer swung back the door of a heavy safe, and took out a package of white bills of exchange on the Bank of Pennsylvania. Essie counted the notes independently, thrust the money into a steel-beaded reticule with silk cords, and rose, gathering together her cashmere shawl. She ignored Eunice totally in the veiled gaze she directed at Jasper Penny.
But you're a real coward. The reason for all this is your fear of being pitchforked into a big bonfire by a pantomime demon with horns and a long tail." He laughed bitterly. "To think that you, my adored Essie, should really have the soul of a Sunday school teacher. You, a Bacchante of passion, to be puling about your sins. You! You! Girl, you're mad!
"I've been happy because I was ignorant, but I've been enlightened; I've been made to see; I've been shown my place!" That was it then; some one had hurt her, some one had found it in his heart to hurt Essie Tisdale whose friendliness was as impartial and as boundless as the sunshine itself. He looked at her inquiringly and she went on "Don't you think I see what's ahead of me?
Can't you see don't you understand that you've helped kill that Essie Tisdale that blundering, ignorant Essie Tisdale who liked everybody and believed in everybody as she thought they liked and believed in her?" "Dear me! oh, dear me!" Mrs. Terriberry rubbed her forehead and groaned pathetically. Any consecutive line of thought outside the usual channels pulled Mrs.
"Essie's mighty well liked here," Mrs. Terriberry returned quickly. "Popularity is a mighty uncertain asset in a small town." "Don't forget that yourself, Doc," returned Mrs. Terriberry, nettled by her tone. Dr. Harpe laughed good-naturedly; she had no desire to antagonize Mrs. Terriberry. She watched the Dago Duke hold up a warning finger as Essie placed the heavy hotel dishes before him.
After this, and a block of nougat, Eunice discovered herself to be sleepy. As she lay with tossed arms and pale streaming hair under the feather coverlet of a great hotel bed he saw with a sharp uneasiness that, in a subtle but unmistakable accent, she resembled her mother, Essie Scofield.
She had raised enough money to insure the erection of a modest mission church, but the important thing was that in so doing she had built a stout bulwark about herself which would long withstand any explanation that Essie Tisdale might make as to the cause of the mysterious break between them.
What a rush of cold air when the door opened, what snow-powdered garments we used to bring into Deborah's spotless kitchen! Dot used to shiver away from my kisses, and put up a little mittened hand to ward me off. "You are like a snow-woman, Essie," he would say. "Your face is as hard and cold and red as one of the haws Flurry brought me."
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