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She had his head in the hollow of her arm; he was resting more calmly so. He had been feverish all day. "What can I give you, Jerry-Jo?" The old, pleading look was in the dark eyes, but low passion had vanished forever. "Could you would you give me a kiss for the secret?" "Yes, Jerry-Jo," and the kiss fell upon the white brow. Could John Boswell have been there then he would have understood.
At this Priscilla started, gave a light laugh, and readjusting her yoke, walked down to the young fellow below. "It's Jerry-Jo," she said slowly, still held by the change in him; "and alone!" "Yes." Jerry-Jo gave a gleaming smile that showed all his strong, white teeth long, keen teeth they were, like the fangs of an animal. "Where are the others?" asked Priscilla.
He leaped out and tied the rope to the ring in the rocks, then he waited for Priscilla to pay homage, but Priscilla was so absorbed with her own thoughts that she overlooked the expected tribute of sex to sex. At last Jerry-Jo stood upright, legs wide apart, hands in pockets, and, with bold, handsome face thrown back, cried: "Well, there!"
Piqued by her indifference, Jerry-Jo plotted a thing that led, later, to tragic results.
At twenty-three Jerry-Jo surlily and passionately came to the conclusion that he must in some way capture his prize. Other youths were wearing gaudy ties and imperilling their Sunday bests; he was letting precious time slip.
Her reddish hair was twisted on the top of her head and made her look older and more mature. Her uplifted face had the shining radiancy that was its chief charm, and as Jerry-Jo looked he was moved to admiration, and for that very reason he assumed indifference and gave undivided attention to his boat. With skill and grace Jerry-Jo steered his boat to the landing-place at the foot of the garden.
Nathaniel, defied and helpless, stood by the barn door and impotently fumed as the canoe rounded Lone Tree Island and was lost to his infuriated sight. "You'll catch it," Jerry-Jo comforted when pursuit was impossible, and he had the responsibility of the rebel on his hands. "I wouldn't be in your place, and you need not drag me in, for I'd have turned back had you said the word."
Her only safeguard now was to ignore the personality before her and respond to the appeal of the "case." Jerry-Jo was destined to become interesting before he slipped away. Known only as a number, since he had not been identified or claimed, he rapidly rose to importance.
Jerry-Jo paused, paddle in air, but his companion whispered: "Go on!" To Nathaniel she flung back: "We're going to have a bit of fun, and why not, father? I'm tired of staying at home." This was unfortunate: on the home question Glenn was very clear and decided. "Come back!" he ordered, but the little canoe had shot out into the Channel. "Hi, there McAlpin, do you hear?"
Her airs and graces! Lord of heaven! how she has flouted the rest of the young uns! Aye, but they are mouthing about her this day! 'Me and her, said Jerry-Jo to me this early morning, 'me and her got caught up in the woods, and, understanding one another, we chose the dry to the wet, and brought things to a point. Her and me will make tracks for the States.
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