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Instinctively Lans put his hand out and laid it protectingly on the shoulder beside him. The touch shared the taint, too. "Oh! do not do that," pleaded Cynthia recoiling. "I was only startled because he the man came so suddenly." "But I I only wanted you to know you have nothing to fear with me here." Cynthia made an effort to smile, but it was a sad, little shadowy wraith of a smile.
"I tell you, sir," Crothers exclaimed, "the South has got to be reclaimed through blood; not mongrel blood backed by dirty money!" This sounded very fine to Lans Treadwell. "Now, I was a thinking this-er-way lately: 'Spose young Hertford came and took command 'stead of young Morley? 'Spose the old place of the Hertfords was rebuilt and the family established here again what would happen, sir?
This was particularly blinding to Marcia Lowe. "Brother and sister in the broad human sense," pleaded Lans, and so the net drew close around little Cyn, and she did not struggle, because the mesh was so open and free that it did not chafe the delicate nature nor stunt the yet blind soul. At the end of the third week Crothers, in fatherly manner, suggested to Lans that he was compromising Cynthia.
That part of her life had touched her only as her awful experience with Crothers had done; except that Lans had gained her confidence in Man while Crothers had imperilled it. The real self of Cynthia was pure and untouched; ready to offer now, to offer itself, upon the true altar of love and consecration.
Then, ludicrously, the story he had just read to his father came into his mind. Lans seemed to be the creature at the bottom of the gulch, and it was up to him, Sandy, to rescue the knave in spite of Martin's satisfaction in leaving him there to fester. Sandy smiled. "Good God, Morley, what are you laughing at?" Lans cried; "this is no laughing matter." "I beg your pardon, Lans.
"Our own affairs were so engrossing and and exclusive at that time!" Marian Spaulding had an odd habit of spacing her words as if the sharp breaths in between were dashes to emphasize her thought. "I knew Mrs. Treadwell was aware of of our arrangement I knew, from Lans, that she was broad minded and generous but when I saw you two together last night I I wanted to come to you instead of to her!"
Lans is in the vanguard of this movement but I only implore you to give him time and while we are waiting let me ask you this would you be more lenient to to this protégé of yours than you are to Lans, if I could prove to you that he has been hiding his private life from you entirely?
Treadwell leaped to a safer footing. "Of course, when I refer to worldliness, I mean social worldliness. I have learned, I have been forced to learn, the justice of your once-proposed dealing with my Lans before he went to college. Your business sense cannot be questioned. Had the boy been placed in your hands then, I really believe his outlook on life would have been clearer and finer.
The travail was long and desperate and when Lans Treadwell found her, an hour later, he was shocked at the sight of her face. "My God!" was all he could say. "We must talk it over," Cynthia said gravely. "I can understand now. You see, dear, I couldn't have her hurt her and and the child." Lans dropped in the chair Marian Spaulding had sat in and bowed his head in his hands.
Unconsciously she was waiting to see what Lansing Treadwell had done to this girl of the hills whom he had so ruthlessly and breath-takingly borne away. Lans was, unknowingly, before the most awful bar of judgment he had ever stood the bar of pure womanhood!
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