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Updated: May 23, 2025
There was a certain fascination in the contradiction of stature and character of Hilma a great girl, half-child as yet, but tall as a man for all that. There was a moment's awkward silence, then Hilma explained: "I I came back to look for my hat. I thought I left it here this afternoon." "And I was looking for my hat," cried Annixter. "Funny enough, hey?"
When this had happened on that previous occasion, ending with Annixter's attempt to kiss her, Hilma had been talkative enough, chattering on from one subject to another, never at a loss for a theme. But this last time was a veritable ordeal. No sooner had Annixter appeared than her heart leaped and quivered like that of the hound-harried doe. Her speech failed her.
The carry-all came to a halt and from far away across the rustling wheat came the faint rattle of rifles and revolvers. "Say," cried Vacca, rolling his eyes, "oh, say, they're fighting over there." Mrs. Derrick put her hands over her face. "Fighting," she cried, "oh, oh, it's terrible. Magnus is there and Harran." "Where do you think it is?" demanded Hilma. "That's over toward Hooven's."
Annixter had telegraphed to his overseer to have the building repainted, replastered, and reshingled and to empty the rooms of everything but the telephone and safe. He also sent instructions to have the dimensions of each room noted down and the result forwarded to him. It was the arrival of these memoranda that had roused Hilma to action. Then ensued a most delicious week.
"I thought I hated you all the time," she said, and the velvety huskiness of her voice never sounded so sweet to him. "And I thought it was that crockery smashing goat of a lout of a cow-puncher." "Delaney? The idea! Oh, dear! I think it must always have been you." "Since when, Hilma?" he asked, putting his arm around her.
"I've been thinking," said Gerda, after a long silence, "that I told Hilma I should understand about the midnight sun if I should see it; but I'm afraid I don't understand it, after all." "It is this way," Lieutenant Ekman began. "The earth moves around the sun once every year, and turns on its own axis once every twenty-four hours." "That is in our geography," Gerda interrupted.
He was immensely fond of Annixter more so than ever since his marriage with Hilma and the astonishing transformation of his character. Hilma, as well, was delightful as Mrs. Annixter; and Mrs. Dyke and the little tad had always been his friends. He would have a good time.
"What work do you do?" "The cook, he cooks the dinner and the supper; I put it on and wait it on the young ladies and wash the dishes. The others all are gone." Betty laughed suddenly. "Hilma, go put on your best clothes, quick, and go down to your party. I'm going to do your work." Hilma's eyes rounded with amazement. "The cook, he be mad." "No, he won't.
Dyke had put her to bed and had retired herself. Aroused a few hours later by the sounds of a distress that was physical, as well as mental, Mrs. Dyke hurried into Hilma's room, carrying the lamp with her. Mrs. Dyke needed no enlightenment. She woke Presley and besought him to telephone to Bonneville at once, summoning a doctor. That night Hilma in great pain suffered a miscarriage.
"I don't know what you want me to say," she murmured. "Yes, you do," he insisted. "I've followed you 'way up here to hear it. I've waited around in these beastly, draughty picnic grounds for over a week to hear it. You know what I want to hear, Hilma." "Well I forgive you," she hazarded. "That will do for a starter," he answered. "But that's not IT." "Then, I don't know what."
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