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Now there is nothing more to be said." Ruth disentangled herself from Kathleen's embrace, and putting wings to her feet, ran in the direction of the school. Kathleen stood just where she had left her; over her face was passing a rapid and curious change. "Do I love her any longer?" she said to herself. "Oh, I think I think I love her still. But she has slighted me. She will be sorry some day.
Miss Sheldon and Miss Wilder know. They are personal friends of Father's." "If I had only known when first you came to Wayne Hall," was Kathleen's regretful cry. "But I didn't wish you to know," returned Patience. "I wished you to like me for myself, and you wouldn't.
"I'm comin' up," he said, and his heavy tread sounded in the hall. It was followed by the swift patter of little feet. "Say, you kids go back. I want to talk to Lenore." "Daddy," came Kathleen's shrill, guilty whisper, "I was only in fun about her mooning." The father laughed again and slowly mounted the stairs. Lenore reflected uneasily that he seldom came to her room.
This is what they found: In Geraldine's bath-tub a colony of water-lilies were attempting to take root for the benefit of several species of water-beetles. The formidable larvæ of dragon-flies occupied Kathleen's bath; turtles peered at them from vantage points under the modern plumbing; an enormous frog regarded Kathleen solemnly from the wet, tiled floor.
Kathleen's nature needed to be stirred, Nancy's to be controlled, the impulse coming from within, the only way that counts in the end, though the guiding force may be applied from without. Nancy was more impulsive than industrious, more generous than wise, more plucky than prudent; she had none too much perseverance and no patience at all. Gilbert was a fiery youth of twelve, all for adventure.
Anderson's characteristic exclamation might have meant little or much. "Lenore, what ails the boy?" "Nothing that I know of. He has been as as happy as I am," she replied. "Then it's all settled?" "Father, I I " Kathleen's high, shrill, gleeful voice cut in: "Sure it's settled! Look at Lenorry blush!" Lenore indeed felt the blood stinging face and neck. Nevertheless, she laughed.
He knew of Fairing's adoration, but he took it as a matter of course that she had nothing to give of the same sort in return. Her beauty was still serene and unimpaired. He would not spoil it by the tortures of emotion. He would try to make Kathleen's heart beat in harmony with his own; it should not thunder out of time. He had made up his mind that he would marry her.
Also, to Kathleen's horror, he swore deliberately at table when Mr. Tappan's name was mentioned; and Geraldine looked up with startled brown eyes, divining in her brother something new something that unconsciously they both had long, long waited for the revolt of youth ere youth had been crushed for ever from the body which encased it.
The place is all run down, and she sits and wonders when the wall-paper will drop off. At least, that is what she talks about, when she talks at all. That, and whether Joel Blake will remember to bring the groceries. The two women never speak to each other. Kathleen's awfully polite, but well, you can't blame her. And I was there in the spring. What it will be in the winter!
There were also dozens of handkerchiefs, dozens of pairs of stockings, and some sweet little slippers all embroidered and fit for the most bewitching feet in the world. Kathleen's cheeks got redder and redder. "Here's a cargo for you," she said. "Here's something to delight the heart. Now, my dear Mrs. Tennant, let us come and examine everything. Do you think I am utterly selfish, Mrs. Tennant?
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