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It was like breaking the pride of an athlete, but little by little she forced upon her mother a realization of her true condition, and at last Lize consented to offer the business for sale.
She's a strong woman or has been but she has presumed upon her strength. She used to live out-of-doors, she tells me, during all her early life, and now, shut in by these walls, working sixteen hours a day, she is killing herself. Get her out if you can, and cut out stimulants." As he rose and approached the counter, Lize shoved a couple of gold pieces across the board.
"And this must continue to be so," Cavanagh decided. And as he stood there looking toward the girl's fair figure on the bridge, he came to the final, fixed determination never to speak one word or make a sign that might lead to the dying man's identification. "Of what use is it?" he asked himself. "Why should even Lize be made to suffer?
Lize is a rough piece of goods, I'll admit, and her fly-bit lunch-counter was a public nuisance; but she had the courage to send her girl away to be educated, denying herself the joy of seeing her develop by her side. We mustn't permit our prejudices to run away with us." The girl's return put a stop to the discussion, which could end in nothing but confusion anyway.
Sifton saw him go. He came in, got some letters at the post-office, and then rode away " Her voice broke as her disappointment and grief overcame her. Lize struggled to a sitting position. "There's some mistake about this. Ross Cavanagh never was the whifflin' kind of man. You've got to remember he's on duty. Probably the letter was some order that carried him right back to his work."
Whut I wan' 'o know, whut mek Brothah Simon do dat?" "Well, I'll tell you, Lize," Marston began, but his wife cut him off. "Now, George," she said, "you shall not trifle with Eliza in that manner." Then turning to the old servant, she said: "Eliza, it means nothing. Do not trouble yourself about it.
Therefore, she said: "I'm mighty glad to see you, Reddy. Sit down. You've got to hear my little spiel this time." Lize began, abruptly: "I'm down, but not out; in fact, I was coming up to see you this afternoon. Lee and I are just about pulling out for good." "Indeed! Why not go back with me?" "You can take the girl back if you want to, but now that I'm getting my chance at you I may not go."
They were standing at the gate of the corral, and the roar of the mountain stream enveloped them in a cloud of sound. Wetherford spoke slowly: "I hate to lose my girl, now that I've seen her, but I guess you're right; and Lize, poor old critter!
A pang of comprehending pain shot through Virginia's heart. If she could not love, she could at least pity and help; and reaching forth her hand, she patted her mother on the knee. "Poor old mammy!" she said. "I'm going to help you." Lize was touched by this action of her proud daughter, and smiled sadly. "This is no place for you.
'I'll be fifty-eight or mebbe fifty-nine come next spring, says Am. "'How old air you? the dominie says, turnin' to Lize. She wriggled a minute an' says, 'Wa'al, I reckon I'm all o' thirty, she says." "All o' thirty!" exclaimed Aunt Polly. "The woman 's most 's old 's I be."
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