"Yes," said Linda; "I remember him ever since I was a very little girl, as long as I can remember anything, and he seemed to be as old then as he is now." "And why should he not be old? Why should you want a husband to be young and foolish and headstrong as you are yourself; perhaps some one who would drink and gamble and go about after strange women?"
When they were seated in the car and Linda's hand was on the steering wheel, Donald reached across and covered it with his own. "Wait a bit," he said. "Before we leave here I want to ask you a question and I want you to make me a promise." "All right," said Linda. "What's your question?" "What is there," said Donald, "that I can do that would give you such pleasure as you have given me?"
And then I began to listen to Linda, and to Leonora, and my story became so confused with theirs, that you would not know it for a fairy story, if I should tell it to you; but if you will let me off until I disentangle it, Anna, I know, will take my place, for she never wants a moment's notice.
And this reminds me that I should not write to my very dearest friend who has her own problems and make her heart sad with mine; so to the joyful news of my two friends add a third, Linda, for I am going to tell you a secret because it will make you happy.
"Does Linda know how much you have lent me?" He shrugged his shoulders. "What is the use of telling her? She does not understand. She has never felt the gambling fever, the joy of it, the excitement. She would not be strong enough. You and I understand. I have felt it in the money-markets of the world, where one plays with millions, where a mistake might mean ruin.
'Come here nearer to me, said she; 'this is where mamma always sits, and Linda when mamma is not here. Charley did as he was bid, and, changing his seat, came and sat down close to her bed-head. 'Charley, do you remember how you went into the water for me? said she, again smiling, and pulling her hand out and resting it on his arm which lay on the bed beside her.
But before she did so Katie was fast asleep, and twice in her sleep she cried out, 'Oh, Charley! Oh, Charley! Then Linda guessed how it was with her sister, and in the depths of her loving heart she sorrowed for the coming grief which she foresaw. When the morning came Katie was feverish, and had a headache.
He had the same feeling of sudden unreality he'd had when Linda extended His Majesty's invitation to join the Rangers. Adoption was a necessary prelude to the Ordeal, he knew that, but he hadn't expected it until they reached Homeworld. Yet he had no doubt that Hovan's offer was serious, and that it was as deeply significant to Hovan as it was to himself.
Therefore it was that Madame Staubach spoke with a gentle voice as she prescribed to Linda some pill or potion that might probably be of service, and then went forth to her church. Madame Staubach's prayers on a Sunday morning were a long affair. She usually left the house a little after ten, and did not return till past two.
If only one had time to look at these flowers long enough, time to get over the sense of novelty and strangeness, time to know them! But as soon as one paused to part the petals, to discover the under-side of the leaf, along came Life and one was swept away. And, lying in her cane chair, Linda felt so light; she felt like a leaf.