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That was the problem what would life permit? There were many things to be done clothes to be made; certain provisions of hygiene and diet to be observed. One of her fears was that Gerhardt might unexpectedly return, but he did not.
When he did call the shabbiness of the house and the manifest poverty of the family rather disgusted him, but somehow Jennie seemed as sweet to him as ever. Gerhardt came in the front-room, after he had been there a few minutes, and shook hands with him, as did also Mrs. Gerhardt, but Lester paid little attention to them.
She spoke of the difficulty concerning Vesta, and her mother at once began to plan a campaign o have Gerhardt hold his peace. There must be no hitch now. Jennie must be given an opportunity to better herself. When she returned there was great rejoicing. Of course she could not go back to her work, but Mrs. Gerhardt explained that Mrs.
A broad white forehead under reddish brown hair, hazel eyes with no uncertainty in their look, an aquiline nose, finely cut, a sensitive, scornful mouth, which somehow did not detract from the kindly, though slightly reserved, expression of his face. Lieutenant Gerhardt must have been in this neighbourhood for some time; he seemed to know the people.
But the moment he met Lieutenant Gerhardt's eye, something like jealousy flamed up in him. He felt in a flash that he suffered by comparison with the new officer; that he must be on his guard and must not let himself be patronized. As they were leaving the Colonel's office together, Gerhardt asked him whether he had got his billet.
The duke was so pleased with the boy's honesty, that he sent for him shortly after that, and had him educated. In after years Gerhardt became a great and powerful man, but he remained honest and true to his dying day. Dick Harris was called a clever boy, and no one believed this more firmly than he. He was only fourteen years of age, and yet he dearly loved to be thought a man.
Then she caught it up into her arms, and hugging it closely to her neck and bosom, she buried her face against its little body. Mrs. Gerhardt saw that she was trembling. "Come now," she said, coaxingly, "you mustn't carry on so. She will be all right with me. I'll take care of her. If you're going to act this way, you'd better not try to go at all."
He wrapped up the bread and bacon, and, handing Jennie the parcel, he added, with a touch of cynicism: "When you get money again I guess you'll go and trade somewhere else." "No," returned Mrs. Gerhardt; "you know better than that." But she was too nervous to parley long. They went out into the shadowy street, and on past the low cottages to their own home.
He was prone to scan with a narrow eye the pleasures and foibles of youthful desire. Jennie was never to have a lover if her father had any voice in the matter. Any flirtation with the youths she might meet upon the streets of Columbus could have no continuation in her home. Gerhardt forgot that he was once young himself, and looked only to the welfare of her spirit.
So he took his cane and strolled forth, coming to the cottage in the course of a half hour, and knocked boldly at the door. Mrs. Gerhardt opened it. "Good-morning," he said, cheerily; then, seeing her hesitate, he added, "May I come in?"
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