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It returned no pressure, but his large, wan eyes looked at her with such gentle dignity and intelligence that she began to frame in her mind an excuse for what seemed almost an intrusion. "We were afraid you were hurt badly, and we thought we thought you might like to see Idella and so we came. She is in the next room." "Thank you," said the minister.
Gerrish leaned forward and spoke across the six legs of her children, who were all three standing up in their chairs: "You don't mean to say that's Idella Peck? Where's her father?" "Somewhere, she says," said Annie, willing to answer Mrs. Gerrish with the child's nonchalance. "Well, that's great!" said Mrs. Gerrish. "I should think he better be looking after her or some one."
They found a little girl playing in the road near the house, and Sue asked, "Is your father at home, Idella?" "Mamma is at home," said the child. She ran forward, calling toward the open doors and windows, "Mamma! Mamma! Here's a lady!" "It isn't their child," Sue explained. "It's the daughter of the minister who was killed on the railroad, here, a year or two ago a very strange man, Mr. Peck."
"Yes, it's hard with all of us. But if it is ever to be easier we must begin with the children." He was silent, and Annie did not say anything. She was afraid that she had not helped her cause. "At least," she finally ventured, "you can't object to giving Idella a little rest from the fray. Perhaps if she finds that she can get things without fighting for them, she'll not covet them so much."
At last he asked, "Could I see the child?" "Certainly!" said Annie, with the lofty passion that possessed her, and she led him up into the chamber where Idella lay sleeping in Annie's own crib. He stood beside it, gazing long at the little one, from whose eyes he shaded the lamp. Then he said, "I thank you," and turned away.
Peck had consented to leave Idella with her Annie took the whole charge of the child, and grew into an intimacy with her that was very sweet.
I can't give the child up! Why why" the thought, crazy as it would have once seemed, was now such a happy solution of the trouble that she smiled hopefully "why shouldn't I go with Mr. and Mrs. Savor, and help to make a home for Idella there? You will need money to begin your work; I will give you mine. I will give it up I will give it all up.
I think that will be better for a little girl; don't you?" "Mothers can whip, but aunts can't," said Idella, bringing a practical knowledge, acquired from her observation of life Over the Track, to a consideration of the proposed relation. "I know one aunt who won't," said Annie, touched by the reply.
He shook his head. "Perhaps others; but I have done with preaching for the present. Later I may have something to say. Now I feel sure of nothing, not even of what I've been saying here." "Will you send for Idella? When she goes with the Savors I will come too!" He looked at her sorrowfully. "I think you are a good woman, and you mean what you say.
Then, with a stiff obeisance, he said, "Good evening," and went out, while she remained daunted and bewildered, with the child in her arms, as unconscious of having kept it as he of having left it with her. Mrs. Bolton must have reminded him of his oversight, for after being gone so long as it would have taken him to walk to her parlour and back, he returned, and said simply, "I forgot Idella."
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