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Updated: May 25, 2025
I'll leave you now to square yourself with that fellow you must live with every day Victor Burleigh. We'll drop everything else henceforth and face toward tomorrow, not yesterday." Lloyd Fenneben grasped the boy's hand in a firm, assuring grip and left him. "If Sunrise means Strife, I'll face it," Vic said to himself.
In this new setting Lloyd Fenneben started again to build up what had been so recklessly torn down. But it was slow doing, and in a downcast hour the head of the board of trustees took council with the young dean. "Funnybone, that's what the boys call you, ain't it?" The name had come along over the prairie with the school. "Funnybone, you are as likely a man as ever escaped from Boston.
"I 's pitty tired," Bug said as the two reached the stone. "Will we tum to the bunny's house pitty soon?" "We'll rest here a while and maybe the bunny will come out to meet us," Dr. Fenneben said, and they sat down on the broad stone. "It was somewhere here the bunny runned." Little Bug studied the roadside with a quaint puzzled face. "Is you 'faid of snakes?" "Not very much."
I 'm hungry for somebody, too." "Let's do find the bunny the bid dod ist scared away this morning. Turn on!" Lloyd Fenneben was hardly conscious that Bug was choosing their path as the two strolled away together.
And meantime, while Lagonda Ledge was holding its breath in anxiety and dread, and all the churches were joining in union prayer service for the life of their beloved Dean Fenneben, and the college year was ending in a halting between hope and dread meantime, the same queries of Dr. Fenneben as to motives were also queries in Professor Burgess' mind. To the school and the town Dr.
After Burleigh left him, Lloyd Fenneben stood for a long time on his veranda in the light of the doorway watching the steady downpour of the warm May rain. As he turned at length to enter the house a rough-looking man with rain-soaked clothing and slouched hat, sprang out of the shadows. "Stranger," he called hastily.
Before Elinor could say more, they caught sight of Professor Burgess and Dennie Saxon, leaving the front portico as they had done on the May evening before the assault on Dr. Fenneben. Burgess and Dennie usually left the building together this year. "Is n't Dennie a darling? Elinor said calmly. "I guess so," he replied. "I don't just know what makes a girl a darling to another girl.
"He is Victor Burleigh's nephew, who found him in a deserted place " A shriek cut the evening air and she who had been known as Mrs. Marian lay in a faint at Fenneben's feet. "Tell me, Marian, what this means." Lloyd Fenneben had restored her to consciousness and she was resting, white and trembling, in his arms. "My little Bug, my baby, Burgess!" she sobbed.
He had not realized until now how lonely he was, and Bug was companionable by intuition and a stanch little stroller. North of town the river lay glistening between its vine-draped banks. The two paused at the bend where Fenneben had been hurled almost to his doom, and Burgess remembered the darkness, and the rain, and the limp body he had held.
He insisted on not giving this in any hurry, and as my coming home has brought me a mass of things to consider, I have not been prompt about it." Fenneben put a small package into Burleigh's hands. "Examine it here, if you care to. You can fasten the door when you leave. Goodby!" and he was gone. Victor sat down and opened the package.
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