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Frederick, kept in his attitude of tense attention by a sudden revival of his jealousy of Young, sighed audibly and settled back in his chair. "I'm glad to hear you say that, Helen," he said earnestly. "Oh, are you, Fred?" cried Madelene. "So your old interest in that girl isn't dead, yet? Well, all I can say is, I am sorry she didn't get you, but I'll bet she's glad, now, she didn't."
"And I told him you were flirting with Arthur Ranger." Madelene colored violently. "I never heard that word in this house before," she said stiffly. "Nor I," replied Walpurga, the pink and white. "And I think it's high time with you nearly twenty-two and me nearly twenty." At dinner her father said: "Well, Lena, so you've got a beau at last. I'd given up hope."
The graduates from the top have the best chance to graduate into the wide, wide world of human brotherhood. By an artificial process by compulsion, vanity, reason, love he became what Madelene was by nature. She was one of those rare human beings born with a just and clear sense of proportion. It was thus impossible for her to exaggerate into importance the trivial differences of mental stature.
"I'm afraid the world will never grow up into your ideals, Madelene," said Del with restrained irony. "At least not in our day." "I'm in no hurry," replied Madelene good-naturedly. "The most satisfactory thing about common sense is that one can act on it without waiting for others to get round to it. But we weren't talking of those who would rather be ignorantly envied than intelligently happy.
The last sentence in his letter proved that. It said: "Remember, dear Madelene, that somewhere, somehow, I am thinking of you always; that whether you see me or not, you will some day come to know that I love your soul, not your face; that your life is dear to me, and no calamity can make any difference."
The latter, paying no apparent attention to the enraged elder, leaned against an outcropping gray rock and fixed his gaze on the lake, noting mechanically the play of sunshine and shadow upon its dazzling bosom. Through the elder's seething mind thoughts tumbled tumultuously. Could this moody, pale-faced man be the same nice young fellow that had married Madelene?
She staggered, swayed uncertainly, fell with her arms outstretched as if the earth were he she sought. She lay there moaning the cry of her tortured nerves alone, for her mind was unconscious. Adelaide and Madelene, who had just come, bent to lift her. But their strength failed them and they sank to their knees in terror; for, from the silent crowd there burst a shriek: "Kill him, kill him!"
I ain't been fer two Sundays, now, 'cause I been feelin' so bad." She raised her eyes full of misery to meet Andy's sympathetic gaze. How could she go after that awful scene nearly three weeks before with Madelene and Frederick? She never could face the Waldstricker family again. "I won't never go to church, ever any more," she mourned presently.
"My sister says I'm a fraud that I really have a frivolous mind and that my serious look is a hollow pretense." And so they talked on, not getting better acquainted but enjoying the realization of how extremely well acquainted they were. When he was gone, Madelene found that her father had been in for some time. "Didn't he ask for me?" she said to Walpurga. "Yes," answered Walpurga.
"He's so good at heart, and he did all he could for the little Skinner girl. I know there's some mistake. I'll go down and see her tomorrow." Waldstricker got up heavily. "You'll do no such thing," he retorted. "Don't dare go near her!" Helen flushed at her husband's tone. "But Deforrest is away," she argued timidly. "I feel I ought to do something." Madelene went hastily to her brother's side.
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