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They went out of the house by the French window of the dining-room, and crossed a garden whose swept lawns and grass walks and flower-beds, in which the golden aconite, January's sole floral dividend, was laid out to the thriftiest advantage. It showed, Ellen thought, the same wild orderliness as the house.
It was built out from the south side of the tower, almost like a swallow's nest, only a swallow's nest has no window looking out on the blue sea. There was a little white bed in a corner, and a neat chest of drawers, and a wash-stand, all made by Captain January's skilful hands, and all shining and spotless.
It was December and the publisher was clamouring for copy. In the proud insolence begot of January's shining possibilities and Kate's neat memorandum, Hugh had promised his book by August. And the long-suffering, kindly publisher, sympathetic over an author's mood, had refrained from overmuch pressing of his claim for three months.
Teddy stroked January's nose, then leaning over, the Circus Boy whispered in the animal's ear. "January," he said, "you've got a solemn duty to perform. If you shirk it you are no longer a friend of mine, and you get no more candy understand? No more candy." January curled his upper lip ever so little and brayed dismally. "That's right; I knew you would agree to the sentiment."
'You can go and dip the rest of yourself, says I, 'but see you do it somewhere else besides my kitchen, I says. I don't think he's crazy to marry me any more, and Daddy January's sort of soothing to my feelings, besides being close to hand. Yes'm, I guess you'd better give me the black dress, Miss Mary Virginia, if you don't mind: it'd come in awful handy if I had to go in mourning."
Not long the space between January's snowdrifts and June's red berries. Brief the interval between the egg and the eagle's full flight. Scarcely a score of years separates the infant of days from the youth of full stature.
Once, looking up at the black sky, he remarked to the little Capricornus that it was evidently going to rain. "No, Mr. Vivian," replied the boy. "It won't rain hard this week. January's a fine month, but there'll be heavy floods in March, especially along the banks of the Thames."
So calm was the air that at times sounds of the dynamite blasts at the granite outshoot, where a pair of miners were clearing a path for the canal, came travelling down to Perro Creek. "The Lord surely has his arms around us," said Pat, one morning. Bryant nodded, but Dave spoke up, "A cattleman who went by here yesterday, an old-timer, said: 'When December's clear, then January's drear."
She laid both hands on the old man's arm, and looked up in his face with pleading, tearful eyes. But Captain January's face did not move as he answered, quietly, "It is your duty, Lady. No question o' that, to my mind or any. But," he added, with a wistful look, "I'll ask ye to do it easy, Lady. It'll be sudden like for the for the young lady.
He had, however, observed Teddy engaged in a tussle with the beast that afternoon, and could readily understand that what Teddy told him about January's contrariness was not overdrawn. A colored man came down from the audience, and, throwing off his coat, announced his intention of riding the mule.
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