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"That is very bad, young woman," thought Mr. Tom. "A slight tie like that is apt to grow thick and strong suddenly." But he could not discourse about Mr. Hemphill; he knew that would be very dangerous. He would have to be considered, however, and much more seriously than he had supposed.
Easterfield went back to the library and Hemphill continued: "You need not answer if you do not think it is right," said he, "but do you believe at any time she thought seriously of me?" Mrs. Easterfield smiled as she answered: "Now, you see the advantage of an agent in such matters as this. You could not have asked her that question, or if you did she would not answer you.
"Well," said she, "he has proposed." "Mr. Hemphill!" exclaimed Mrs. Easterfield. "Rupert," Olive answered, "yes, it is truly Rupert who proposed to me." "I declare," cried Mrs. Easterfield, "you come to me and tell me this as if it were a piece of glad news. Yesterday, and even this morning, you were plunged in grief, and now your eyes shine as if you were positively happy."
Hemphill, and there was no one with whom she could talk upon the subject; even if she had known Dick better her loyalty to Olive would have prevented that. "Have you found out anything about the captain and Olive?" she asked. "Has he spoken of her return?" "No," replied Dick; "he has not said a word on the subject, but I am very sure he would be overjoyed to have her come back.
"Olive!" exclaimed the other. "What is there astonishing about it?" asked the girl. "I have been out boating with Mr. Locker, and it did not amaze you. You need not be afraid; Mr. Hemphill says he has had a good deal of practise in rowing, and if he does not understand the management of a boat I am sure I do.
"Looks loike Rache has found a beau, or is looking for one," giggled Mother Flaherty, showing her yellow fangs with unpleasant recklessness. Hemphill resented this with dignity. "I guess you must 'a' forgot she and Will Price was keepin' comp'ny when that gun went off and shot him. She don't never say much Rache don't but she's gret to remember.
I have an opinion of Hemphill, and a very good one. He is a first-class young man, a rising one with prospects, and, more than that, I think he is the best-looking of the lot." "Tom," said Mrs. Easterfield, "do you suppose I sent for you to talk such nonsense as that?
We shall have to go two or three miles below here where the water is deeper and there are not so many rocks." That night Mr. Hemphill dreamed hard of a girl who had loved him when she was little, and who continued to love him now that she had grown to be wonderfully handsome. He was going out to sail with her in a boat far and far away, where nobody could find them or bring them back.
You can't imagine what an earnest and absorbing love I once had for that man!" Mrs. Easterfield sprang to her feet. "Olive Asher," she cried, "I can't listen to you if you talk in this way!" "Well, then," said Olive, "if you object so much to Rupert you must not forget that it would be Rupert that I would really marry if I became the wife of Mr. Hemphill do you advise me to take Mr. Locker?
There could be no one more unfit for you than he is." "I am not crazy, and I am not joking," replied the girl, "and I think Rupert would suit me very well. You see, I think a great deal more of Rupert than I do of Mr. Hemphill, although the latter gentleman has excellent points. He is commonplace, and, above everything else, I want a commonplace husband.
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