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"I suppose you want Jinnie, eh?" asked Lafe. "Yes. I'll detain her only a moment." Bobbie got up from the floor where he was playing soldiers with tacks and nails. "Boy'll call Jinnie," said he, moving forward. The two men watched the slender blind child feel his way to the door. "Bobbie loves to take a part in things," explained Lafe. "Poor little fellow!"
Another was to make the boys in the House sort of prosperous like, and grateful to me for gittin' 'em the prosperity with the railroads payin' for it. The last was to settle things between Lafe and me. I sort of wanted Lafe and the boys in politics to understand which was which.... And they'll understand.... Now, Mr. President, the thing I wanted to git was in two parts.
"I'd like to grubstake him," answered Clancy. "You'd what?" The motor wizard repeated his words. "Well, I'm blessed!" murmured Hill, "Why, Hank Burton is one of the three who helped Lafe Wynn nearly ruin you! And now you talk o' grubstakin' him. That red hair of yours certainly covers a lot of foolish idees."
Jinnie had planned on the way home to make great rehearsing of Theodore King's kindness, but in another instant she broke forth: "Lafe, Lafe! I've got something to tell you! Oh, a lovely something! I sold all the wood to one man, and I'm going to take him a load every day, and get fifty cents for it. Regular customer, Lafe!... Here's a dollar for Peg."
Even so, he was powerless to shield her from the young wood gatherer. A more perplexing problem had never faced his paternal soul. After his little son had gone away, there had been no child to love until and now as he looked at Jinnie, agony surged through him with the memory of that other agony for she might go to little Lafe.
And that was how Lafe Grandoken, laborer and optimist, began his life's great work of cobbling a ray of comfort to every soul entering the shack. Sometimes he would insist that the sun shone brighter than the day before; then again that the clouds had a cooling effect. But if in the world outside Lafe found no comfort, he always spoke of to-morrow with a ring of hope in his voice.
He wriggled nearer his young mistress and rested his pointed nose on one of her knees, while his twinkling yellow eyes demanded, in their eloquent way, to know the cause of his loved ones' sorrow. Peggy broke a painful pause. "Everybody in town says Lafe done it," she groaned, "an' " she caught her breath. "Oh, God! it seems I can't stand it much longer!"
Grandoken dropped the fluid into the open, parched mouth from a spoon; then she bent low to catch the stammering words: "Did Lafe like the rose, Peggy, and did you get the ring of sausage?" Peg glanced at the doctor, a question struggling to her lips, but she could not frame the words. "Tell her 'yes'," said the man under his breath.
Peggy didn't seem to notice the two as they entered, but she lifted the lace, displaying its length stolidly. Jinnie bounded forward. "What is it, Peg? What is it?" Lafe beamed through his spectacles. "A dress for you, girl dear. Peggy's givin' you the things she loves best. She's the only woman in the world, Jinnie." Reverently Jinnie went to Mrs. Grandoken's side.
King took me with him," concluded Jinnie. Lafe had his own view of Molly the Merry, but he didn't tell the faint, white girl at his side that he thought the woman was jealous of her. As Jinnie again recounted nervously the conversation about her Uncle Jordan, the cobbler said softly: "It's all in the hands of the angels, pet! No harm'll come to you ever."
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