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Updated: June 21, 2025
"If an instant ever comes when I realize that I love you, I will come straight and tell you; believe me, I will." "Thank you!" said the Harvester. "This is going to be quite a proper wedding after all. Here is the place. It will be over soon and you on the home way. Lord, Ruth !" The Girl smiled at him as he opened the carriage door, helped her up the steps and rang the bell.
"Belshazzar, you lucky dog, you are privileged to sit there and lay your head on the lady's lap," said the Harvester, and the dog quivered with joy. Then the man picked up the lines, gave a backward glance to the bed of the wagon, high piled with large bundles, and turned Betsy toward Medicine Woods.
I can't afford to give you diamond necklaces, yachts, and trips to Europe; but you can have the contents of this box and a motor boat on the lake, a horse and carriage, and a trip say to New York perfectly well. Please take it." "I wish you wouldn't ask me. I would be happier not to." "Yes, but I do ask you," persisted the Harvester. "You are not the only one to be considered.
When one of his carpenters pointed out this to him, and suggested that he sell his lumber to McLean and use pine flooring from the mills the Harvester laughed at him. "I don't say that I could afford to buy burl maple, walnut, and cherry for wood-work," said the Harvester. "I could not, but since I have it, you can stake your life I won't sell it and build my home of cheap, rapidly decaying wood.
Then the Harvester ran a hand under her shoulders and lifting her gently he tossed her pillow with the other hand. "You are a light little body, just like my mother," he commented. "Now I have something else sick people sometimes enjoy." He held the fruit juice to her lips as he slightly raised her on the pillow. Her trembling fingers lifted and closed around the sparkling glass.
He cleared the floor, spread a large rug with a rich brown centre and a wide blue border. Smaller ones of similar design and colour were placed before each of the doors leading from the room. "Now for the hearth," said the Harvester, "I got this tan goat skin. Doesn't that look fairly well?" It certainly did; and the Girl and the decorator hastened to say so.
"If you will excuse my saying so," said the Harvester, "it appeals to me that ease, not work, is the thing you require. You appear extremely worn. Won't you let me help you find a way to a long rest first?" "Impossible!" cried the Girl. "I know I am white and appear ill, but truly I never have been sick in all my life. I have been having trouble and working too much, but I'll be better soon.
As he disappeared around the curve of the driveway Granny snatched the letters from her dress front and thrust them deep into one of her stockings. "Now, drat you!" she cried. "Stick out all you please. Nobody will see you there." In a few minutes the Harvester helped her into the carriage and drove rapidly toward the city. "You needn't strain your critter," said Granny.
He placed her in a big easy chair and sitting on the hearth rug he leaned against her knee and said, "Now tell me, unless you are so tired that you should go to bed." "I couldn't possibly sleep until I have told you," said the Girl. "If you're merciful, cut it short!" implored the Harvester. "I think it begins," she said slowly, "when I went because you sent me and I didn't want to go.
"It almost makes me ill to sit on this log without taking a stick and poking all around it first. Every minute I think something is going to strike me in the back or drop on my head." The Harvester grew very white beneath the tan, and that developed a nice, sickly green complexion for him. "Am I part of your tortures?" he asked tersely. "Why shouldn't you be?" she answered.
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