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'Sometimes it's very quiet, said Liz candidly. 'But what are you going to do when you return? Liz shook her head, but her lips gave forth no answer. 'I hope you will go to your brother, as he wished, said Gladys, and she could not for the life of her help a curious restraint creeping into her voice.
'They have fixed my marriage for the eighth of October, she answered; and the manner of the reply struck even Liz, and her great hollow eyes dwelt yet more searchingly on the girl's sweet face. 'It'll no' be noo, she said. 'I've lain here ever since the nurse telt me she heard it was to be, wonderin' whether I should tell.
'Liz will bide with you in the meantime, said Walter, affecting a cheerfulness he did not feel. 'I have been asking her to come and be my housekeeper, but she won't promise in the meantime. 'Oh, she'll be fine here the noo, answered the little seamstress, with a significance which did not convey anything to them, though it meant something to her.
If they hadn't, Liz probably would be dead this minute. They saved her life, Jed Thompson. Now what have you got to say for yourself?" "That right, Doc?" "It's the almighty truth. That isn't all. Lieutenant Wingate, one of their party, rode all the way to Holcomb after me last night and nearly killed his horse.
How could you stay away so long, when you must have known we were all so anxious about you? But we will forgive you quite, now that you have come back. She took the unwilling hand of Walter's sister in her firm, warm clasp, and, bending forward, kissed her, as she had done once before, on the brow. Then the face of Liz became a dusky red, and she started back, saying hoarsely, 'Don't!
"You will appreciate the plea to-morrow when you see how the people live," Em says, as we turn our steps toward the tenement room, which seems like an oasis of peace and purity after the howling desert we have been wandering in. Em and Mattie brew some oatmeal gruel, and being chilled and faint we enjoyed a cup of it. Liz and I share a cot in the outer room.
I couldn't live without it. Walter and I read it every night. Liz drew herself a little apart doubtfully, and looked yet more scrutinisingly into the face of Gladys. 'Upon my word, ye're less fit than I thocht for this warld. What were ye born for? Ye'll never fecht yer way through, she said, with a kind of scornful pity. 'Oh yes, I will.
I'm goin' back to town." At this the girls all set up a wail. "Oh, Liz! you mustn't! You promised to stay! We're paying you good wages, Liz! Don't leave us to do all the work!" was the chorus of objections. "Well! I ain't goin' to stay right here where that ha'nt can get me," declared Liz.
He thought much of her all day, and when he returned to his happy home at night, told the story to his wife, and there is no doubt that the strong sympathy of these two kind hearts supported Gladys through the ordeal of that trying time. In the evening Walter took himself off to Bridgeton, reluctant to go, yet anxious to hear further particulars regarding the flight of Liz.
'Nothing, Walter answered, with a shake of his head, 'and I have been inquiring all round, too. My father and mother have never seen or heard anything of her. I think you must have made a mistake that night in Berkeley Street. 'If it was not Liz, it was her ghost, said Gladys quite gravely. 'I cannot understand it. But, come, let us go down-stairs. You ought to offer me your arm, Walter.
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