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Amy spoke bitterly, and turned her back on the exasperating martyr at her feet. In a minute a hand came down over the page, so that she could not draw, and Laurie's voice said, with a droll imitation of a penitent child, "I will be good, oh, I will be good!"
"What is an officer but the servant of his men?" asked Lynn. "Would you want to eat before them when they had stood hours in line waiting? They who had all the hard work and none of the honors?" Laurie's cheeks were flushed and his eyes angry: "That's rot!" he said rudely, "Where did you get it? The officers were picked from the cream of the land. They represent the great Nation.
This affair of Laurie's was almost the first reminder of what she had known by hearsay, that Love and Death and Pain were the bones on which life was modeled. With a sudden movement she leaned forward, took up the bellows, and began to blow the smoldering logs into flame. Meanwhile, upstairs on a long couch beside the fire in his big bed-sitting-room lay a young man on his face motionless.
After the third return of it her sense of humor came to the rescue: it was too ridiculous, she said, to be alarmed at an empty room and Laurie's back. Once more she turned on her side, away from the firelight, and resolved, if it recurred again, to examine the details closely.
He was grateful to the little episode, however, for spreading over the yielding ground beneath his feet the solid strip on which he had crossed back to his chum. He threw an arm across Laurie's shoulders and looked into his face, with something in his expression that reminded young Devon of a favorite collie he had loved and lost in boyhood.
Severn and his wife had eaten long ago and gone about their early morning duties, and it had been Marilyn's duty to do the honors for the guests, so she drew a sigh of relief, and, evading Laurie's proffered arm slid into the pantry and let them go alone.
I'm afraid Laurie has been missing young friends more than we realized. He never complains and perhaps we did not suspect how lonely he was." Mr. Clarence nodded. "Older people are pretty stupid about children sometimes, I guess," said he sadly. "Well, he has Ted Turner now and certainly he is a splendid boy for him to be with. Laurie's tutor, Mr. Hazen, likes him tremendously.
Opal laughed uproariously as if the subject were overwhelmingly amusing: "No," she said recovering, "I'm just Opal. Fire Opal they call me sometimes, and Opalescence. That's Laurie's name for me, although lately he's taken to calling me Effervescence. No, he's not my brother little Simple Lady, he's just one of my friends. Now don't look shocked.
I know you must be tired after your long ride, and I know father has had a hard day and would like to get the house settled for the night." Opal arose with a wild idea of screaming and running away, but she caught the twinkle of Laurie's eyes and knew he was laughing at her.
Be ready to catch it if all Meg's cuddlings prove in vain, answered Mrs Jo, adding, with a clutch at Mr Laurie's arm as a haggard face appeared at the window: 'Here's Demi! I hope no one will recognize him when he comes on as the son. I'll never forgive you for not doing the villain yourself. 'Can't run the thing and act too. He's capitally made up, and likes a bit of melodrama.
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