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Aileen was reliving the experience of the last seven years, the consummation of which was the knowledge that Champney Googe loved her. She was sure of this now. She had felt it intuitively during the twilight horror of that October day in The Gore. But how, when, where would he speak the releasing word the supreme word of love that alone could atone, that alone could set her free?
I told the Colonel when he was here a little while ago that I couldn't stand it much longer; it's getting on my nerves if she'd only say something, I don't care what!" She paused in concocting the lemonade to wipe her eyes on a corner of her apron. "Mrs. Caukins, I wish you would say to Mrs. Googe that I am here and would like to speak with her before I leave town this afternoon.
Googe helps Jim to his feet, an' holds out his hand an' says: "'Shake hands, McCann, an' we'll start afresh "But, oh, Aileen! Jim wouldn't, an' Mr.
"Then be careful he doesn't get out to-night supposing you chain him up just for once." "Oh, I couldn't do that; Mrs. Googe wouldn't let me; but I'll see he doesn't follow you. I do wish you would come in it's so lonesome," she said again wistfully. "I can't now, Ellen; but if I can get away after eight, I may run over and sit with you a while. I'm staying with Mrs.
And Louis Champney loved me then and always but Almeda Googe, my husband's sister, loved him too in her way. Her own father could do nothing with her awful will it crushed everybody that came in contact with it that opposed it; it crushed me and in the end, Louis." She took a little of the lemonade to moisten her lips and went on: "She was twelve years older than he.
"Jim read it out to me wan night after supper, an' I got so homesick of a suddin' for the Caukinses, an' you, an' the quarries, an' Mrs. Googe it was before me b'y come that I fell to cryin' an' nearly cried me eyes out; an' Jim promised me then and there he'd come back to Flamsted for good and all. But he couldn't help sayin': 'What the divil are ye cryin' about, Maggie gell?
"How long have you been here, Father Honoré?" "Three days. I promised Mrs. Googe to do what I could to find him; the mother suffers most." "I know I know; it's awful for her; but, for God's sake, what did he do it for!" "Why do we all sin at times?" "Yes, yes I know; that's your point of view, but that does not answer me in this case.
This was enough; the mistress of Champ-au-Haut was again on her guard and well she might be, for Aileen Armagh was in possession of the knowledge that Champney Googe loved her. In joyful anticipation she was waiting for the word which, spoken by him when he should be again in Flamsted, was to make her future both fair and blest.
"He wouldn't be the man I think he is if he ever took a cent from her not after what she did!" she exclaimed hotly. Octavius turned and looked at her in amazement. "That's the first time I ever heard you speak up for Champney Googe, an' I've known you since before you knew him. Well, it's better late than never." He spoke with a degree of satisfaction in his tone that did not escape Aileen.
She turned in her chair in order to look squarely up into the face of the woman on the opposite side of the table. "And you expect me to impoverish myself for the sake of Champney Googe?" "It wouldn't impoverish you you have your father's property and more too; he is of your own blood why not?" "Why not?" she repeated and laughed out again in her scorn; "why should I, answer me that?"
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