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Updated: May 28, 2025


"If ye'll help me keep away from Pappy Lon, and will promise nothin' will happen to Brother Horace or to Fluke." "I can't do that; it's impossible. But I can take you away, after you get back to Ithaca." "Can I come back to Brother Horace?" "No, no; you can't go there again! Now, listen, Fledra Cronk. I'll marry you as soon as you'll let me." Fledra's eyelids quivered.

You don't look at all well." "I keep tellin' her that same thing, Sister Ann," said Floyd; "but she keeps mutterin' over them words till I know 'em myself." Miss Shellington turned Fledra's face up to hers, smoothing down the dark curls. "Go to bed, child; you're absolutely tired out. Kiss me goodnight, Dear."

Fledra's radiant face rose before his mental vision, and he swallowed hard, as he thought of her relation to the brutal fellow before him. "Walk in here, please," he said. Then he bade the servant call his sister. Miss Shellington obeyed the summons so quickly that her brother was indicating a chair for the squatter as she walked in.

Everett came forward and crowded back her words with: "And I came for the same person!" Brimbecomb reasoned quickly that he dared not tell Ann the truth, and that so long as she thought his actions were for Fledra's welfare she would stand by him. "I found out that these ruffians had taken her, and I came after her. I thought a good school would be better than this."

"I've never lied to you!" came sullenly. "Never, Fledra?" "Never!" "And you won't tell another untruth to Ann, either not even once?" Fledra's mind flashed to Everett. She might have to lie to keep Ann's happiness for her. She slowly drew her hand away, and turned fretfully with a hatred against Brimbecomb for bringing all this misery upon them.

"Don't you think that I might put Floyd in a good private hospital where he would be taken care of, and Fledra " His face turned ashen. Her fears were strengthened, and, although her conscience stung her, she continued, "Fledra's getting along so well that I would be willing to put her in a boarding school." "Are you tired of them, Ann?" "Oh, no no, far from that!

There were traces of tears on Fledra's face when Horace ushered her into the study. "Now, little girl, sit down and tell me about your lessons. I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to show you my interest.... You've been crying, Fledra!" "Yes, I got mad, and Sister Ann talked to me." "Will you tell me why you became angry?" he queried.

She had never seen him so pale, nor had his lips ever been so set and white. Ann rose quickly. Of late Horace's actions had aroused her suspicions. She was now fully convinced that Everett had been right. Moreover, she had come to feel that she would willingly overlook Fledra's birth, if her brother's intentions were serious.

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