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I have no money left, except my small income, and I must earn something more to keep myself alive." Selden hesitated a moment; then he rejoined in a quieter tone: "But with your income and Gerty's since you allow me to go so far into the details of the situation you and she could surely contrive a life together which would put you beyond the need of having to support yourself.
Mayhap it was this, the love that might have been, that lent to her softlyfeatured face at whiles a look, tense with suppressed meaning, that imparted a strange yearning tendency to the beautiful eyes, a charm few could resist. Why have women such eyes of witchery? Gerty's were of the bluest Irish blue, set off by lustrous lashes and dark expressive brows.
But now his love was her only hope, and as she sat alone with her wretchedness the thought of confiding in him became as seductive as the river's flow to the suicide. The first plunge would be terrible but afterward, what blessedness might come! She remembered Gerty's words: "I know him he will help you"; and her mind clung to them as a sick person might cling to a healing relic.
There had been no outburst of grief; since the night when she had wept on Gerty's bosom, she had not shed a tear; and once when Gerty had alluded to Kemper in her hearing, she had listened with the polite attention she might have bestowed upon the name of a stranger.
"It was my task to soothe our little Gerty's sorrows, and do what I could to comfort her, an office which, before I left the country, I was rejoiced to transfer to the willing hands of the excellent blind lady who had long befriended both her and Uncle True.
"But Gerty does not happen to know," Miss Bart rejoined, "that I owe every penny of that legacy." "Good God!" Selden exclaimed, startled out of his composure by the abruptness of the statement. "Every penny of it, and more too," Lily repeated; "and you now perhaps see why I prefer to remain with Mrs. Hatch rather than take advantage of Gerty's kindness.
Gerty awoke the next morning, not as children wake who are roused by merry voices, or by a parent's kiss, who have kind hands to help them dress, and knowing that a nice breakfast awaits them; but she heard harsh voices below; Nan's son, and two or three boarders had come in to breakfast, and Gerty's only chance of obtaining any share of the meal was to be on the spot when they had finished, to take that portion of what remained which Nan might shove towards her.
It was on the morning after Gerty's conversation with Adams that Laura carried the news of her engagement to Uncle Percival. "I've something really interesting for you this morning," she began, taking his withered little hand in hers as she sat down on the high footstool before his chair.
When at last she could escape in the flutter of Gerty's entrance, she left the room and the house with a tremor of her pulses which was strangely associated with a delicious sense of peace for this chance meeting had revealed to her not only Kemper but herself.
Nan had flung the poor creature into a large vessel of steaming hot water. The poor animal writhed an instant, then died in torture. Gerty's anger was aroused. Without hesitation, she lifted a stick of wood, and violently flung it at Nan, and it struck the woman on the head. The blood started from the wound; but Nan hardly felt the blow, so greatly was she excited against the child.
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