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Colonel Markin held the pearls up in the moonlight. "They must have cost something to buy," he said. Laura was silent. "And so they're a trouble to you. Have you taken them to the Lord in prayer?" "Oh, many times." "Couldn't seem to hear any answer?" "The only answer I could hear was, 'So long as you have them I will not speak with you." "That seems pretty plain and clear.
"I wouldn't return them. That would be the same as keeping them." "Then what oh, I see " exclaimed Markin. "You want to give them to the Army! Well, in my capacity, on behalf of General Booth " "No," cried Laura, with sudden excitement, "not that either. I will give them to nobody. But this is what I will do!"
He found her sympathetic to the idea, willing indeed to embrace it with open arms, but there were difficulties. Mr. Lindsay, as a difficulty, was almost insuperable to anything like a prompt step in that direction. Colonel Markin admitted it himself. He was bound to admit it he said, but nothing, since he joined the Army, had ever been so painful to him.
"Welcome, comrade!" he said, and there was a pause, as there should be after such an apostrophe. "When you came among us this afternoon," Colonel Markin resumed, "I noticed you. There was something about the way you put your hand over your eyes when I addressed our Heavenly Father in prayer that spoke to me.
She already had the turquoises, and with a jerk of her left hand she freed it and threw them after the rest. The necklace caught the handrail as it fell, and Markin made a vain spring to save it. He turned and stared at Laura, who stood fighting the greatest puissance of feeling she had known, looking at the pearls.
"But you don't understand the thing yet, Cap'n. On top of that woodpile sets Bat Reeves, lappin' the end of a lead-pencil and markin' down every time old water-skipper there makes a trip." "Well, if it amuses him, it takes care of him, too," said the Cap'n. "Looks innercent, childlike, and sociable, hey?" inquired the showman, sarcastically. "Well, you just listen to what I've dug up about that.
"'Which if he's callin' an' honin' for his mother, says Texas Thompson, who's at the bar with Peets, 'it's cattle to sheep he's a goner. You can allers tell when a sport is down to his last chip; he never omits to want to see his mother. "'That's whatever! says Enright. 'Like Texas, I holds sech desires on the part of this yere Red Dog martyr as markin' the beginnin' of the end.
"This is the purtiest rattler I've seen this season," he declared with enthusiasm. "Look at the markin' on him. I thought it ud show up kind of nifty laid around the cantle of your saddle. A rattlesnake skin shore makes a purty trimmin', to my notion. Don't know what he was doin' out of his hole so late in the season. He was so chilled I got him easy an old feller nine rattles and a button."
"These," she said, "these are pressing on my mind." She held out a string of pearls, a necklace of pearls and turquoises, a heavy band bracelet studded, Delhi fashion, with gems, one or two lesser fantasies. "Jewellery!" said Markin. "Real or imitation?" "So far as that goes they are good. Mr. Lindsay gave them to me.
Laura would extend herself on a top berth beside the round-eyed Norwegian to whom it belonged, with the cropped head of the owner pillowed on her sisterly arm, and thus they passed hours, discussing conversions as medical students might discuss cases, relating, comparing. They talked a great deal about Colonel Markin. They said it was a beautiful life.
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