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Palmer's home, I have no intention of allowing Mona Forester's child to be a blot on my future happiness." "You are complimentary, Aunt Marg, in your remarks regarding my future wife," Louis sarcastically observed. "I can't help it, Louis. I bear the girl no good-will, as you have known from the first, and you must make up your mind to accept matters as they are.
It is a deep dark gorge, encircled with gloomy firs; a level rock crowns the abyss, whence fall the dark waters of the Marg with roaring deep and loud. Our path had brought us there. I sat down upon the mossy turf to breathe the moist air which rises from the gulf, and at that very moment I espied below me a magnificent goat, reaching up to crop the wild cresses that grow on the edge of the cliff.
Aunt Marg is set upon my marrying her, and it's human nature, you know, never to want to do anything under compulsion, but to be inclined to do just what you know you must not. Eh, Palmer?" What could the fellow mean? Ray asked himself. Did he still suspect, in spite of his efforts to conceal the fact, who Ruth Richards really was?
He reckoned Burke couldn't walk up Lone Dome with a sore foot, so he laid for him, meanin' afterward to say he was huntin' an' took Burke for a 'possum. Well, Burke got wind of the plot; I'm thinkin' Marg put a flea in his ear, anyway he set a trap just by the path leading from the trail to Lone Dome. Gawd!
"I had to to lead Marg to Devil-may-come Hollow. She's hunting there now!" Nella-Rose's white teeth showed in a mischievous smile. "We're right safe with Marg down there, scurrying around. Come, I know a sunny place I want to tell you about Marg." Her childish appropriation of him completed Truedale's surrender. The absolute lack of self-consciousness drove the last remnant of caution away.
No, I had to do it, but it's the last time. Nella-Rose, tell me where Burke is hidden tell me! Leave me free to to win him; let me have my chance!" "And then who'll kill the pig?" Nella-Rose shuddered. "Who cares?" Marg flung back. "No! Find him if you can. Fair play no favours; what I find is open to you!" Nella-Rose laughed impishly and, darting past her sister, ran down the path.
Blakely returned, a note of gayety beginning to sound in his voice. "Marg ah Miss Schofield, keep your head up and breathe through your nose. That's it! You'll find I was right in suggesting this. It's going to turn out gloriously! Now, let's make it a little faster." Margaret murmured inarticulately, for she would not waste her breath in a more coherent reply.
But fo' she started forth Marg spilled every jug onto the wood pile. When I see the flames extry sparkling I know the reason!" Greyson chuckled, walking to and fro from table to pantry, with steady, almost dignified strides. "That's all right," Truedale hastened to say, "I'm rather inclined to agree with your daughter; and " raising the concoction Peter had evolved "this tea " "Coffee, sir."
But blame it all, it's Nella-Rose as has set the mountains goin', so far as I can see. Fellers come courtin' Marg and they just slip through her fingers an' Nella-Rose gets 'em. She don't want 'em 'cept to play with and torment Marg. Gawd! how them two gals do get each other edgy.
"For the love o' Gawd!" begged Marg, "keep yo' tongue still and off us! We ain't done her any wrong; every one, even Jed, thinks she is with you. Miss Lois Ann hid her I only knew a week ago. I ain't told a soul!" A look of contempt grew upon Burke's face and hardened there. He was thinking quick and desperately.
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