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"I couldn't be happy till I was sure," she breathed. "I thought I might die, even yet and I wanted it like this first." An inarticulate murmur from Stuart answered this, but Georgiana assured her very gently: "You're going to be happy with Jimps for years and years, Jean darling." They were silent then, as they had been bidden, but the silence was eloquent.
I was so proud when I could steer Jimps Stuart's first pair of bobs small and primitive ones compared with these." She found Mr. Jefferson beside her when it came to the walk back up the hill. A new side of him was visible to-night.
I thank God every night and morning; I thank Him every time I go running down the lane to meet my husband coming up from the meadow! Of course I know, Georgiana, that the life I'm living isn't the typical life of the farmer's wife at all thanks to Jimps' success and my own little pocket-book!
"Oh, yes, I do only he doesn't talk much to me. I sit and listen to their discussions and jump up to wait on them so often that I sometimes lose the thread." "The duffer! Why doesn't he get up and wait on you?" Georgiana laughed. "Jimps, we're going to have another guest." "Another man?" The question came quickly. "Not at all. A girl my cousin, Jeannette Crofton.
It will mostly be just Father Davy and I with a volume of Dumas or Kipling. Isn't it odd how my pale little father loves the red blood of literature?" "Just the same " but Jeannette did not finish that. She began afresh: "And oh! how I shall miss you, George as Jimps calls you. Somehow I must have you before long for a real visit here, or wherever I may be for the summer."
She was aware of the futility of attempting to keep this unwelcome news from him longer than the day of her departure, but she had not thus far ventured to mention it. "I shall miss these evenings myself," she said soberly. "After all, Jimps, I expect there'll be nobody gladder to get back home than I. I shall see this old garden in my dreams."
"I'm not a girl, Jimps. I don't want to be a girl at twenty-four. I can't; I haven't time." "That's a safe enough statement," replied James Stuart, looking down at the dark head beside him under the March starlight, "as long as you continue to act enough like a normal girl to run down the hills with me after dark. Well, here we are, worse luck! I suppose you're not going to ask me in?"
She stooped over Jeannette with a gay reply: "And he began his acquaintance with you by snowballing you till you almost had need of his surgery on the spot!" Then she and Stuart were out in the wide, bare hospital corridor, and Stuart was saying with a shiver: "Does she look all right to you, George sure?" "Of course she does, Jimps.
"They were there much more while you were visiting me than they will be now. Jimps has heaps of arrears to make up; he let lots of work go while you were there, you must know, my dear. As for Mr. Jefferson he may never come down any more, now that Jimps won't be going up to beg him to make a fourth for your entertainment. So don't imagine me holding court with those three retainers.
Honestly, now, George, hasn't the coasting and tramping helped you through this first winter?" "Jimps, I don't know what I should have done without it or you." "Thanks; I think so myself. The first winter back in the little old town, after the years away at school and college well Anyhow, I pride myself the partnership has worked pretty well.
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