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During all that time, as far as they knew, she had never referred to the past and both believed that, for her, it was dead; but when weakness and fever loosened the unchildlike control, something occurred that alarmed Lynda, but broke down forever the thin barrier that, for all her effort, had existed between her and Ann.
A log fell upon the hearth and both women started guiltily and affrightedly. "Go on! go on!" breathed Lynda. "Go on!" "Till the twins came Burke's and mine! Then he knew the difference even his love for me couldn't help him it hindered; and while I I feared, I understood!" "Oh! oh! oh!" Lynda covered her aching eyes with her cold hands. She dared not look at Nella-Rose.
The understanding friendship did not fail the girl kneeling by the empty bed. It seemed to come through the rays of moonlight and rest like a helpful touch upon her. "Little mother!" and in her soul Lynda believed William Truedale and her mother had come together "little mother, you did your best without love; I will do mine with it! And now I am going to bed and I am going to sleep."
I suppose Betty is particularly keen having had her baby for a day or so." Truedale's eyes were tender. Betty's baby and its fulfilled mission were sacred to him and Lynda. "Betty is going to adopt a child, Con." "Really?" "Yes. She says she cannot stand Christmas without one. It's a rebuke to to her boy." "Poor little Bet!" "Oh! it makes me so so humble when I see her courage.
Late that night, in the stillness of the five little rooms of the big apartment, Truedale thought of his past and his future. How splendid Lynda had been. Not a word of all that he had told her, and yet full well he realized how she had battled with it! She had accepted it and him! And for such love and faith his life would be only too short to prove his learning of his hard lesson.
He had finished his task, had ended the bungling, and had heard a clear call ringing with commendation and approval. There was nothing to hold him back! Over in the cabinet by the window were a photograph and a few letters; Truedale turned toward them and wondered if Lynda, instead of his old friend McPherson, would find them? He wished he had spoken but after all, he could not wait.
She did not speak to Truedale at once, but she went daily to Betty's and with amazement watched the miracle Betty was performing. She never forgot the hour, when, going softly up the stairs, she heard little Ann laugh gleefully and clap her hands. Betty was playing with the baby and telling Ann a story at the same time. Lynda paused to listen. "And now come here, little Ann, and kiss Bobilink.
Always so reasonable and kind," Lynda lifted her happy face to his.... But things did not happen as Truedale arranged not all of them. There was a brief tussle, the opening night of the play, with McPherson. He didn't see why he should be obliged to sit in the front row. "I'm too tall and fat!" he protested; "it's like putting me on exhibition.
"It is because they do not know," he thought. "After to-morrow it will be all right." Then he reflected that the three thousand dollars Lynda had mentioned would clear every obstacle from his path and Nella-Rose's. He no longer need struggle he could give his time and care to her and his work. He did not consider the rest of his uncle's estate, it did not matter.
See here, Lynda, did it ever strike you that a woman like you doesn't come to such a conclusion as you have without an experience a contrast to go by?" "I I do not know what you mean, Uncle William." "I think you do. I have no right to probe, but I have a right to to help you if I can. You've done much for your mother; can you deny me the the honour of doing something for her?"
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