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There is no one in the world but you and me can tell the story of last night. After these weeks and weeks your wife has been away, there is nobody but me or you who can say this child is not " "Julianna," he choked. "Yes, sir," said I. I was right. What it cost the Judge's soul I do not know.
"Take the child upstairs." "Yes, sir," said I. "Stop!" he said huskily. "Let me look at her. What is in that body? What is in that soul? What is it marked with? What a mystery!" "It is, indeed," I answered. "They look so much alike when they come into the world," he said, talking to himself. "So much alike! I thought it was Julianna." "And yet " I said.
Within the space of a week she brought to me the suggestion and the plan, which I, being driven to desperation by the impending wreck of our happiness, was mad enough to accept without foreseeing the punishment I would have to suffer through giving for the second time a solemn word of honor. I think on that morning Julianna was more like her old self than she had been for weeks.
Why, Doctor, it is her old self it's Julianna." "Sit down," I suggested. He spread the papers on his knee. As he read on, I saw the color leave his skin, I saw his hands draw the sheets so taut that there was danger of their parting under the strain. I heard the catch in each breath he took.
Miss Wyllys was grieved to hear such a bad account of her old neighbour's daughter. "Her husband has left her, you say; where is she now?" "Her father brought her home with him. He went after her to Newport, where she had gone in the same party with this man this Mr. de Montbrun, and a person who lives in the same boarding-house, a Mrs. Bagman, who has done a great deal of harm to Julianna."
Tabitha lifted her head and the other child saw two very bright, black, beautiful eyes in the thin tanned face, but the tears she expected to see were not there. They sat and stared at each other in silence a moment and then the strange girl said, "My name is Carrie Carson. What's yours?" "Theodora Marcella Gabrielle Julianna Victoria Emeline Catt." Carrie gasped.
It was such a sigh that I could not restrain a shudder. "Julianna," said I. He drew his head down between his shoulders like a frightened turtle and held himself stiffly as one who has been doused with a pail of ice water. For several moments he did not move; when at last he turned around, his expression was patient rather than vicious, sad rather than terror-stricken.
"Oh, no, sir," I said, half ashamed to tell of my fright. "I'm glad to hear you say so," he answered. "I was about to ask you whether you could add to your duties by taking full charge of Julianna." "The baby!" said I. "Has anything happened to Mrs. Colfax?" "No," he said, a bit excited, "but I'm going to send her away to-day. I trust it will be soon enough.
Please hurry. Help me off." "What's the matter?" cried our host behind me. "To tell the truth," she said. "I have had my arm broken." "Thrown?" cried Tencort, looking for signs of mud or dust on her costume. Julianna smiled gamely. "That is a matter wholly between myself and the mare," she answered. You know, of course, that in spite of her unconcerned answers the thing was serious.
"Julianna!" I cried. "What has happened? Is it the Judge? Tell me! Why did you come?" She shook her head and lowered it still more, until the sweeping curve of her bare neck, from the fine hair behind her ears to the back of the lace collar of her waist, was visible. I cannot say what gave me the courage, but I bent over her and kissed her there, softly.
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