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Then seeing her nephew lounging down the flagged path to the door of the studio, his straw hat pushed back and his hands in his pockets, she was suddenly reminded of his packing. "I hope, Giff, dear," she cried, "you left plenty of room in your trunk? I have a number of articles I want you to take." "There's lots of room, aunt Deborah," he answered.
Lois hurried nervously through the story, breaking into angry grief that John Ward should have made Helen angry at her. For she had told Gifford how she had tried to console her cousin. "It makes me hate John Ward more than ever!" she said, striking her hands passionately together. "Oh, Giff, isn't it awful?" "Poor fellow!" said the young man, deeply moved, "poor Ward!
"Yes, I have always lived on a farm," and Rolf showed his hands, broad and heavy for his years. "Cahn yo mebby find my lost cows, which I haf not find, already yet?" Could they! it would be fun to try. "I giff yo two dollars you pring dem putty kvick." So Quonab took the trail to the woods, and Rolf started into the potatoes with a hoe, but he was stopped by a sudden outcry of poultry. Alas!
"Let you write?" she said impatiently. "Why, you know I depended on your writing, Giff, and you must tell me everything you can think of. What's the good of having a friend in Lockhaven, if you don't?" She had clasped her hands lightly on her knees, and was leaning forward a little, looking at him; for he had turned away from her, and was pulling at a bunch of violets.
Dinner was nearly over; that last desultory conversation had begun, which was to be ended by a bow from Miss Deborah to Mrs. Forsythe, and the ladies were dipping their nuts in their wine, half listening, and half watching for the signal to rise. "How much we miss Gifford on such an occasion!" said Mr. Dale to Miss Ruth. "Yes," replied the little lady, "dear Giff! How I wish he were here!
"And as to his belief, why, you believe in hell, don't you, doctor?" "Oh, bless my soul, yes," said Dr. Howe, with a laugh, and with a twinkle in his eyes. "I must, you know, and it's well to be on the safe side, Giff; if you believe it here, theoretically, it is to be supposed you won't believe it there, experimentally!" He laughed again, his big, jolly laugh. "Good-by, Denner.
They caught sight of Gifford's broad shoulders in the crowd, which stood, fascinated and appalled, watching the destruction of what to most of them meant work and wages. "Oh, Giff!" Helen said when they reached his side, "why don't they do something? Have they tried to put it out?" "It's no use to try now," Gifford answered. "They didn't discover it in time.
Lois smiled drearily; she was sitting on the steps, her arms crossed listlessly on her knees, and her eyes fixed in an absent gaze on the garden. "Here's Giff," Helen continued, arranging her traveling-bag and some books on the opposite seat of the carriage. "I shall just have time to say good-by to him." "That is what I came for," Gifford said, as he took her hand a moment.
"But I am sure," he said hurriedly, "it won't make you unhappy just to know that it is still an inspiration in my life, and that it always will be, and that love, no matter if" "Oh, wait a minute, Giff!" Lois cried, her eyes shining like stars through sudden tears, and her breath quick. "I I why, don't you know, I was to don't you remember my promise?" "Lois!" he said, almost in a whisper.
And you have no business to have doubts yourself, sir." The two sisters were much impressed with what the rector said. "I must really caution Giff," said Miss Deborah to Lois, "not to encourage dear Helen in thinking about things; it's very unfeminine to think, and Gifford is so clever, he doesn't stop to remember she's but a woman.
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