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Updated: June 14, 2025
I can see such big things to be done here, but, oh, Leigh, are you sure you want me here?" Thaine was holding her hands in a gentle grip, looking with love-hungry eyes down into her face. "I've always been sure I wanted you," Leigh said softly, "and I've always hoped you would come back here to the prairies again.
But her figure, in her simple morning dress, was fuller and more womanly. Upon her face was an expression of serenity and peace. Ah! The woman was even more lovely than the girl he'd married, and to the love-hungry man, on the great, gray slab of rock, she was infinitely desirable. "Mummy," shouted the child, joyfully, "I've found a daddy for us. Petey and me found him."
It drove the unselfish, sweet-hearted Elizabeth to a loveless marriage; it flung poor, little love-hungry Lydia into alien but, fortunately, loyal and noble arms. Outsiders said, "What strange marriages!" But Lydia, at least, married where the first real kindness she had ever known called to her, and not one day of regret for that marriage ever entered into her life.
But now, NOW, in the face of the new suspicions that had become convictions by the afternoon's umbrella-sending Nancy only welcomed the question with open arms. She was sure that, with a clean conscience to-day, she could set the love-hungry little girl's heart at rest. "Likes ter have ye here? Would she miss ye if ye wa'n't here?" cried Nancy, indignantly.
My father turned at the sound and I was in his arms. Then came Aunt Candace, older by more than ten months. Oh, the women are the ones who suffer most. I had not thought until that moment what all this winter of absence meant to Candace Baronet. I held her in my strong arms and looked down into her love-hungry eyes. Men are such stupid unfeeling brutes.
War would mean that she could not get the goods ordered. Consequently there could be no war. Theodore landed the first week in August. Fanny stole two days from the ravenous bins to meet him in New York. I think she must have been a very love-hungry woman in the years since her mother's death. She had never admitted it.
She was only wasting time; her sense of duty urged her to return to the hungry men in the refreshment-room. Had she forgotten how eager and longing everyone of them was for something to drink? Her conscience might urge her, but for this once she was a human, love-hungry girl, as eager to speak to her man as the men were to swallow big mouthfuls of tea.
And it was this love-hungry little girl that had been offered the stored-up affection of twenty-five years: and she was old enough to be tempted by love! With a sinking heart Miss Polly realized that. With a sinking heart, too, she realized something else: the dreariness of her own future now without Pollyanna. "Well?" she said.
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