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I ain't lived to be most eighty in Flamsted for nothin', an' I've seen an' heerd more'n I've ever told, Tave; more'n even you know 'bout some things. You don't remember the time old Square Googe took Aurory inter his home to bring up an' Judge Champney said he was sorry he'd got ahead of him for he wanted to adopt her for a daughter himself; them's his words; I heerd him. An' I can tell more'n "
He told himself this over and over again; meanwhile he made excuse a talk with the manager of the quarries, a new order of weekly payments to introduce and regulate with Romanzo Caukins, the satisfactory pay-master in the Flamsted office, a week-end with his mother, the consideration of contracts and the erection of a new shed on the lake shore to visit Flamsted several times during the autumn, winter, and early spring.
If I can't do it in one way I can in another. Hoop! Hooray!" He turned a somersault then and there; came right side up; cuffed the dazed puppy goodnaturedly and bade him "Come on", which behest the little fellow obeyed to the best of his ability among the rough ways of the sheep walks. He did not stop at the house, but walked straight down to Flamsted, Rag lagging at his heels.
Emlie said something dreadful for Flamsted had happened and Luigi looked all of a sudden so queer and pale," she sat up, and in the excitement and importance of imparting such news forgot her over-exertion, "and Mr. Emlie said father was telling Mrs. Googe and he was afraid it would kill her and then father came to the door looking just like Luigi, all queer and pale, and Mr.
Champney walked swiftly down the broad main hall, that ran through the house, to the door opening on the north terrace whence there was an unobstructed view up the three miles' length of Lake Mesantic to the Flamsted Hills; and just there, through a deep depression in their midst, the Rothel, a rushing brook, makes its way to the calm waters at their gates.
Two days later, Champney Googe, having bade good-bye to his neighbors, the Caukinses large and small, to Octavius, Ann and Hannah, Aileen was gone on an errand when he called last at Champ-au-Haut but he left his remembrance to her with the latter to his aunt, to Joel Quimber and Augustus, to Father Honoré and a host of village well-wishers who, in their joyful anticipation of his future and his fortunes, laid aside all factional differences, said, at last, farewell to Flamsted, to The Corners, The Bow, and his home among the future quarries in The Gore.
He had not as yet spoken, save with his dark eyes, his loving earnestness of voice, and the readiness with which, ever since his appearance in Flamsted he ran and fetched and carried for her. Aileen enjoyed this devotion. The legitimate pleasure of knowing she is loved even when no response can be given is a girl's normal emotional nourishment.
He struck out into the stream with the rest, and with overweening confidence in himself in himself as master of circumstances which he intended to control in his own interests, in himself as the pivotal point of Flamsted affairs. The rapidity of the current acted as a continual stimulus to exertion.
They don't give a man like Champ a chance talkin' behind his back and usin' a good old Flamsted name ez ef 't wuz a mop rag!" Joel's indignation got the better of his discretion; his voice was so loud that it began to attract the attention of some men who were leaving Poggi's; the crowd was rapidly dispersing. "Sh Joel! they'll hear you.
While she stood there looking out on the lake and the Flamsted Hills with eyes that were still seeing the gardens and marble terraces of Isola Bella, Champney Googe had time to fix that picture on his mental retina and, recalling it in after years, knew that the impression was "more lasting than bronze."
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