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Updated: June 14, 2025
"I hope, Ken, God helping me, it's going to be the biggest understanding Lynda and I have ever had." Kendall was impressed and, consequently, silent. "I'm sure Betty will forgive me. Good-night." "Good-night, old chap, and and whatever it is, I fancy it will come out all right."
"You must trust her and me, Lynda." "Suppose oh! suppose Con does not ... Oh! this is degrading!" "Then the fortune will be yours. McPherson and I have worked this out most carefully." "Mine! Mine! Why" and here Lynda flung her head back and laughed relievedly "I refuse absolutely to accept it!" "In that case it goes to charities." A hush fell in the room.
Such an hour came when they gathered once more in the library. Brace seized his pipe in the anticipation of play upon his emotions. By tacit consent the low chair was left vacant and by a touch of imagination it almost seemed as if the absent master were waiting to be justified. "And now," Truedale said, huskily, "tell me all, Lynda."
Thomas, bent but stately, was laying the table in the cheerful dining room. There were flowers in a deep green bowl, pale golden asters. Long afterward Truedale recalled everything as if it had been burned in his mind. "Is Miss Lynda in?" he asked, for they all clung to the titles of the old days. "Not yet, Mister Con. She went out in a deal of a hurry long about three o'clock.
"But, Con, I kept in touch with her through that wonderful old woman Lois Ann. I oh! Con, I made life easier, brighter for them all; just as as you would have done. Lois Ann has told me of the happiness of the little cabin home, of the children there are three " A sharp pause caused Truedale to turn and look at Lynda. "And now?" he asked. "Con, Nella-Rose died last year!"
"I hope not!" was all she said, and from then on she watched Ann with brooding eyes; she urged Lynda to keep her much out of doors in the companionship of Bobbie and Billy who were normal to a relieving extent.
Brace made the wholesome third and their lives settled into calm enjoyment that was charming but which sometimes not often, but occasionally made Lynda pause and consider. It would not do for Con to fall into a pace that might defeat his best good. But this thought brought a deep crimson to the girl's cheeks. And then something happened.
As if her baby ever could be dead! Sometimes I think he is more alive than if he had stayed here and got all snarled up in earthly things as so many do!" Conning came close to Lynda and drew her head back against his breast. "You are crying, darling!" he said. "It's it's Betty. Con, what is it about her that sort of brightens the way for us all, yet dims our eyes?" "She's very illuminating.
I've learned better. You cannot get a thing over to people unless you know something of life speak the language. I'm learning, and when I feel that I cannot help writing I'll write." "Good!" Lynda saw his point; "and now let's haunt the theatres see the machinery in running order. We'll find out what people want and why." So they went to the theatre and read plays.
And then he decided he must, even at this late day, tell Lynda of the past. For her sake he dare not venture any further concealment. Once she understood once she recovered from her surprise and shock she would be his friend, he felt confident of that; but she would be spared any deeper personal interest. It was Lynda's magnificent steadfastness that now appealed to Truedale.
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