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"Billy, is there any way a girl like me could earn $600?" she asked him. "Golly, not that I know of! Why?" "Oh, I just asked. I wish I was a man." Billy looked at the scarlet cheeks and the blowing yellow curls. "I don't," he said. "What's worrying you, Lyd?" "Nothing," she insisted. Then, anxious to change the subject, she asked, "What're you studying to be, Billy?" "A farmer.
Teddy was happy with Aunt Lyd when his mother was at the Library, and Lydia liked her authority over the child and his companionship. There was no peace in the old house, for all her silent meekness, unless Lydia's curious sense of justice was satisfied, and Martie took pains to satisfy it. One memorable day, just before Christmas, Martie opened a small package, to find John Dryden's book.
"It makes me sick," she said, when Lydia, astonished, noticed she was not watching. "Why, I should think it did!" Lydia exclaimed, for Susan's face was ashen, and she was biting her lips hard to keep back the deadly rush of faintness that threatened to engulf her. "I'm afraid air Lyd " whispered Susan. Lydia forgot her own injured ankle. "Here, sit on these boxes, darling," she said.
"What will poor Charlie Jackson say?" were Lydia's first words. Kent shrugged his shoulders. "Poor old scout! He'll have to make a new start in the West. But isn't it glorious news, Lyd! The land reverts to the Government and the Land Office opens it, just as in pioneer days. Everybody who's title's in question now can reenter under settlement laws. Isn't Levine a wizard!
"Lyd, I just went and told Pa that I was sorry that I am such a beast, and we've made it up " "I don't think you ought to talk as if it was just a quarrel," Lydia said. "If Pa was angry with you, he had good cause " "Darling, I know he did! But I couldn't bear to go to sleep with ill feeling between us, and so I came down, and apologized, and did the whole thing handsomely "
"Of course any fool knew that. And of course he could not ask all such questions. So, when he came on practice, he said, "'Mr. Duval, what is the mark for Stephenson's Shoal? "Oh, dear! what fun it was to hear Den answer, Lyd Church and the ruins of Lynn Monastery must come in one. The Shoal was about three miles from Dungeness, and bore S.W. or somewhere from it.
He tried to picture Olga putting a question like this to him, and failed. A sudden realization of the loneliness of Lydia's unmothered girlhood, of her innocent faith in him, touched the best that was in him. His voice was a little husky but he answered coolly. "A hussy, Lyd, is a flirt who's gone to the bad.
Whether or not Kent was grateful for this, one could not say. He watched Lydia out of the tail of his eye and as the wind whipped the old red into her cheeks, he began to whistle. They had been going perhaps fifteen minutes when the little girl stumbled several times. "What's the matter, Lyd?" asked Kent. "I don't know," she panted. "I I guess I'm tired." "Tired already! Gosh!
His blond hair was cropped unbecomingly close. Lydia did not see that the head this disclosed was more finely shaped than either of her friends. He was grinning as he came toward Lydia, showing his white teeth. "Hello, Lyd! Awful glad you're back!" He sat down on the step below her and Lydia wrinkled her nose. He carried with him the odor of hay and horses. "How's your mother?" asked Lydia.
The matron looked at her and shivered a little, but made no response. "The nurse says Lydia is mostly unconscious now. Perhaps the worst is over for her! Poor Lyd! What do you suppose made her act so?" went on Madeleine, moving about restlessly, her voice uncertain. She went to the window, and drew aside the shade to look out into the blackness. "Oh, I wish the men would come!
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