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I've been in hell again where I belong." "Tom! oh, Tom! no, no!" she whispered, and she averted her face, unable to endure the black despair that she saw in his unflinching eyes. "Jimmy and old Grif, between them, managed to catch me when I was under full headway," he explained. "They stopped me and took me up to the Michamac Bridge. I'm on my feet again now.
They are all well enough at home, and I like them at parties, but for real fun and go I wouldn't give a cent for them," began Grif, whose views of a collegiate life were confined to the enjoyments rather than the studies of that festive period. "I have tried them, and they can't stand anything. They scream if you tell them there is a mouse in the room, and run if they see a big dog.
Shrieks of laughter from wicked Molly and her coadjutor, Grif, greeted this explosion of wrath, which did no good, however, for half an hour later the same cars, all in a heap, were on the steps again, with two headless dolls tumbling out of the cab, and the dilapidated engine labelled, "No. 11 after the collision."
She had vitality enough to recognize fresh charms in Tod, and spirit enough to make a few jokes. "She won't die," commented Phil to his wife when they retired to their room. "No," said Mrs. Phil, discreetly, "it is not likely, now Grif has come back. But it won't do to waste the journey, Phil, so we may as well stay awhile. We have not been anywhere out of London this summer."
"'If' is n't a wise word, and it often gets you into trouble, Dolly. 'If you hadn't, it would have been better for Grif, as well; but what cannot be cured must be endured." Their long talk ended, however, in Dolly's great encouragement.
"See how I rebel at the first real blow. It is because I am so wicked, perhaps, that all has been taken from me, all I had in the world. It is because I loved Grif best. I have read in books that it was always so. Oh, why is it? I can't understand it.. It seems cruel, yes, it does seem cruel, as cruel as death, to give him to me only that I might suffer when he was taken away.
Molly got home late, and found that Grif had been before her, after all; for she stumbled over a market-basket at her door, and on taking it in found a mammoth nosegay of purple and white cabbages, her favorite vegetable.
"It would make me so much happier. You have been so kind to me, I am sure you will be kind to him, poor Grif, poor fellow!" Miss MacDowlas bent over her, touched to the heart. "My dear," she said, "he shall never want help again. He must have been worthy of so much love, or he would never have won it. I owe him some recompense, too.
Haven't happened to smash any heads or windows, have you, while you were " "No!" broke in Blake harshly. "It's worse than that, ten times worse! It's it's Jenny Miss Leslie!" Griffith's thin lips puckered in a soundless whistle. "Well, I'll be ! Don't tell me you've gone and Why, you never cared a rap for girls." "No, but this time, Grif It began when I showed her through that Rand mine.
"And they would wonder at me, and feel that I was far away. Oh, how they would wonder at me! And, at the very last, before they hid my face forever under the coffin-lid, they would all kiss me in that tender, solemn way, all but Grif, who loved me best; and Grif would not be there!"
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