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We will put him on his feet. Physically he is not what he should be. I can do much for him." "You!" I cried, and the humor of it was too exquisite for laughter. "For that I gave up Vienna," said Von Gerhard, simply. "You, too, must do your share." "My share! I have done my share. He was in the gutter, and he was dragging me with him.
She thought of telegraphing her father that she was coming; but, seeing he had no home, she thought it would be just as well to go and find him. George and Veronica had not taken all the furniture. The major portion of it was in storage so Gerhard t had written. She might take that and furnish a little home or flat.
"Yawning fiddlesticks!" snapped I, elegantly. "There was nothing wrong with me except that I wanted to be fussed over. And I have been. And I've loved it. But it must stop now." I rose and walked over to the table and faced Von Gerhard, sitting there in the depths of a great chair.
"Would you be faintly interested in knowing that the book is finished?" "So? That is well. You were wearing yourself thin over it. It was then quickly perfected." "Perfected!" I groaned. "I turn cold when I think of it. The last chapters got away from me completely. They lacked the punch." Von Gerhard considered that a moment, as I wickedly had intended that he should. Then "The punch?
After a pause Master Gerhard muttered: "He will never win, because I hold the secret." "What may that be?" whispered she in the dreamer's ear. "He may do what he will," unconsciously answered he, "it is quite impossible that ducks should swim through the underground channel, unless he makes air-holes at every mile. Of course this idea will never come into his head."
I shook them off with trembling fingers and when they saw that I was quite determined they gave in, and Von Gerhard telephoned to the hospital to learn the hour at which I might meet the others who were to see Blackie for a brief moment.
He came, and I found myself dangerously glad to see him, so that I made my greeting as airy and frivolous as possible. Perhaps I overdid the airy business, for Von Gerhard looked at me for a long, silent minute, until the nonsense I had been chattering died on my lips, and I found myself staring up at him like a child that is apprehensive of being scolded for some naughtiness.
"This pathway of glorified maples ends in a cow," I said, solemnly. At which we both shrieked with mirth, leaning on the decrepit fence and mopping our eyes with our handkerchiefs. "Did I not say you were sixteen?" taunted Von Gerhard. We were getting surprisingly well acquainted. "Such a scolding as we shall get! It will be quite dark before we are home. Norah will be tearing her hair."
It appeared that even New York was respectfully aware of Von Gerhard, the nerve specialist, in spite of the fact that he lived in Milwaukee. The idea of bringing him up to look at me occurred to Max quite suddenly. I think it was on the evening that I burst into tears when Max entered the room wearing a squeaky shoe.
And because Blackie and Von Gerhard looked so pathetically concerned and so unhappy in my unhappiness my sobs changed to hysterical laughter, in which the two men joined, after one moment's bewildered staring. So it was that we did not hear the front door slam, or the sound of footsteps in the hall.
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