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"I think I shall bear it better," said Peter, "if she takes you, 'Laddin." A flash of comparison between his somewhat morbid and warped self and the bigness and nobility of his friend passed through Aladdin's mind. He glanced covertly at the strong, emaciated face beside him, and noted the steadiness and purity of the eyes.
Anyway, if it's going to happen it will happen. And that's all I'm going to say, 'Laddin." "Tell me," he said gently, "what the trouble is, dear. Is it this: do you think you care for me, and aren't sure? Is that it?" She nodded gravely. Aladdin took a long breath. "Well," he said finally, "I believe I love you well enough, Margaret, to hope that you get the man who will make you happiest.
Brackett." She came hurriedly to the bed. "I know you're feelin' better, 'Laddin O'Brien." He smiled up at her. "Mrs. Brackett," he said, "I dreamed that Margaret St. John came here to ask how I was did she?" Margaret hadn't. She had not, so hedged was her life, even heard that Aladdin lay sick. Mrs. Brackett lied nobly.
Doo-on't, 'Laddin!" "Don't cry, Marg'ret," said Aladdin, with a gulp. "I'd do more'n that for you, and I can swim a little, too b-better'n I can row." "Oh, 'Laddin," said Margaret, "it's so cold in the water." "Shucks!" said Aladdin, whose teeth had been knocking all night. I'm the captain and you're the builder's daughter" and so she was. "Chrissen 'er, Marg'et.
There, in a word, lies all his strength and all his weakness." "You would be sorry if I married Aladdin?" "I should be afraid for your happiness. Do you love him?" "I am not sure, papa." "You are fond of Peter, aren't you?" She leaned forward till her cheek touched his. "Next to you and 'Laddin." The senator patted her shoulder, and thus they remained for some time.
The current said: "No, Aladdin, that is not just the place to land; come with me, and bring the boat and the young lady." And Aladdin at once went with the current. "Margaret," he said, "I done my best." He crossed his heart. "I know you done your best, 'Laddin." Margaret's cheeks were on the brink of tears. "I know you done it." They were dancing sportively farther and farther from the shore.
There was no help in sight. Far and wide was the bubbling ruffled river, behind the mainland, and ahead the leafy island. "What'll your father do, 'Laddin?" Aladdin merely grinned, less by way of explaining what his father would do than of expressing to Margaret this: "Have courage; I am still with you." "'Laddin, we're not going so fast."
Thunder-clouds begotten of the intense heat rolled across the heavens from east to west, accentuating the streaming glory of the setting sun, and now distant thunder rumbled, with a sound as of artillery crossing a bridge. Drops of rain fell here and there. Aladdin heard himself called by name, "'Laddin, 'Laddin."
After a while he stopped grinning, and then rowing. "Can't you get back, 'Laddin?" said the little girl. "No," said the boy, "I can't." He was all angel now, for he was being visited for wrong. The little girl's lips trembled and got white. "I'm awful sorry, Margaret." "What'll we do, 'Laddin?" "Just sit still, 'n' whatever happens I'll take care of you, Margaret."
But, Peter, whatever happens, I won't keep you long in suspense." "Good man," said Peter. Aladdin turned his face to the house like a man measuring a distance. He drew a deep breath. "Well here goes," he said, and took two steps. "Wait, 'Laddin," said Peter. Aladdin turned. "Can I have your pipe?" "Of course." Aladdin turned over his pipe and pouch. "I'm afraid it's a little bitter," he said.
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