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"What a noble little fellow!" exclaimed Robinette, catching the direction of Lavendar's glance. "Isn't he splendid? toiling like that; stumping about on those fat brown legs!" "How beautiful to have a child like that, of one's own!" thought Lavendar as he looked. On the sands around them, there were numbers of such children playing there in the sun. It seemed a happy world to him at the moment.
William King, driving down the hill in the October dusk, had a glimpse of him as the stage pulled up at the gate of the Stuffed Animal House, and the doctor's face grew dully red. He had not seen Helena since that black, illuminating night; he had not seen Dr, Lavendar; he had scarcely seen his own wife. He devoted himself to his patients, who, it appeared, lived back among the hills.
You are to take our name your name." She paused, swallowing hard, and struggling to keep the tears back. "You are ours, not hers. People thought you were hers, and it just about killed me." Instantly the blood rushed into John Smith's face; his eyes blazed. "What!" he stammered; "what! You knew that?" . . . His upper lip slowly lifted, and Doctor Lavendar saw his set teeth.
Will you tell him? Don't let him forget me! Oh, don't let him quite forget me." "He won't forget you," Dr. Lavendar said. He took both her hands, and looked into her face. It was a long and solemn look, but it was no longer questioning; the joy that there is in the presence of the angels, is done with questioning. "Helena," he said, "your Master came into the world as a little child.
Tobias Finch fluttered out from the porch "here's old Toby! Watch Miss Smeardon now! She expects to catch him, you know, but he says he's going to be a celly celly-what-d'you-call-'em?" "Celibate?" suggested Lavendar, with laughing eyes. "The very word, thank you!" said Carnaby. "Yes: a celibate. Not so easily nicked, good old Toby you bet!"
"You may have it, David; you may have it." "Now it's your turn!" David would instruct him. "Must I take something in this window?" Dr. Lavendar would plead. And David always said firmly that he must. "Well, then, that's mine," Dr. Lavendar would say. "Why, that's only a teacup! We have thousands of them at our house!" David boasted. "I should think you would rather have the toad.
Lavendar said, doubtfully; "if he had, you might pull them, and she could sympathize with him; then it would all arrange itself. Well, he's a nice boy, a nice boy; and he won't know so much when he gets a little older." It was on the way home from Dr. King's that Philippa's feeling of responsibility about Mary brought her a sudden temptation. They were walking hand in hand along the road.
But at last Mrs. de Tracy rose from the table, and the ladies followed her from the room, leaving Lavendar to cope alone with Carnaby. "My fair American cousin is more than usually lovely to-night, eh, Mr. Lavendar?" the boy said, with his laughable assumption of a man of the world.
I'll thank Lavendar to mind his business!" Captain Price forgot Gussie; he spoke "earnestly." "Dog-gone these people that pry into Oh, now, Gussie, don't!" "I've worried so awfully," said Mrs. Cyrus. "Everybody is talking about you. And Dr. Lavendar is so so angry about it; and now the daughter has charged on me as though it is my fault! Of course, she is queer, but "
He sighed slightly, and then he smiled. "The last one who called me by my front name is dead, David. John was his name. I called him Johnny." David looked at him with wide eyes, silent. Dr. Lavendar took his pipe out of his mouth, and stared for a minute at the fire. "I should think," David said sadly, "God would be discouraged to have everybody He makes, die." At that Dr.
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