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"Yes, I must hurry." His voice was a whisper almost gone. He drew a deep breath. "Lenore my promised wife my star for all the black nights God bless you keep you!... Good-by!" She spent all her strength in her embrace, all her soul in the passion of her farewell kiss. Then she stood alone, tottering, sinking.
"To-day!" echoed Lenore, and her heart showed a tendency to act strangely. "Yep. He'll be here soon," said Anderson, cheerfully. "Tell your mother. Mebbe he'll come for supper. An' have a room ready for him." "Yes, father," replied Lenore.
Then she began to speak in praise of her betrothed, alluded to the excursion he had planned for the next day, and, glancing swiftly at Sanin, was silent again. Sanin did not know on what subject to turn the conversation. Emil ran in noisily and waked Frau Lenore ... Sanin was relieved by his appearance. Frau Lenore got up from her low chair. Pantaleone came in and announced that dinner was ready.
"Lenore, will you tell me if anything in him besides that unhappy slip makes you distrust him?" "I must tell the whole truth," gasped the poor girl, as they walked along in the sound of the sea, the dark path here and there brightened by the gas-lights, "or you will think it is his fault! Julius, I know more about my poor father than ever I did before.
The air was furnace-hot, oppressive, and exceedingly dry. Lenore's lips smarted so that she continually moistened them. On all sides stretched dreary parched wheat-fields. Anderson shook his head sadly. Jake said: "Ain't thet too bad? Not half growed, an' sure too late now." Near at hand Lenore saw the short immature dirty-whitish wheat, and she realized that it was ruined.
Lenore, you don't mean you an' Dorn have been alone all the time these few days an' you haven't settled that war question?" queried Anderson, in amaze. "Yes.... How strange!... But since well, since something happened we we forgot," she replied, dreamily. "Wal, go back to it," said Anderson, forcibly.
Did you get up?" he greeted her, cheerily. "I hardly ever did, it seems.... Dad, the day was something to face," she said. "Ah-huh! It's like getting up to work. Lenore, the biggest duty of life is to hide your troubles.... Dorn looks like a human bein' this mornin'. The kids have won him. I reckon he needs that sort of cheer. Let them have him.
Jim had been her favorite. Mr. Anderson left at once for the East. Lenore had the care of her mother and the management of "Many Waters" on her hands, which duties kept her mercifully occupied. Mrs. Anderson, however, after a day, rallied surprisingly. Lenore sensed in her mother the strength of the spirit that sacrificed to a noble and universal cause. It seemed to be Mrs.
Lenore eagerly watched her husband's face in pleasurable anticipation, yet with some anxiety. Wheat had been a subject little touched upon and the war had never been mentioned. "Great!" he exclaimed, with a glow in his cheeks. "I've been wanting to ask.... Wheat for the Allies and neutrals for more than a year!... Anderson, the United States will feed and save the world!" "I reckon.
J. C. well, but both his brothers are down in it, and Lady K.'s brother, also Lady T. and the Vicar. No one to do anything; we have taken charge of Wil'sbro'. I have no time to do more than thank you for unspeakable kindness. "You knew?" exclaimed Lenore, as she saw her sister's initial. "I knew Lady Tyrrell was ill, but I do not know who the ladies are whom I address.
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