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I cannot remain near you any longer with our relation to each other unchanged. I must have your love or nothing. Friendship between us, and nothing more, is out of the question. Can you not learn to love me, Medoline?" I turned and placed both my hands in his. "Does this mean love instead of fear?
"How dreadful!" she murmured, and presently I saw her wiping away her own tears. "And you were the only one brave enough to go to him in his trouble. Medoline, I am proud of you, but ashamed of myself." "I couldn't help going; he looked so distressed, and I could see he wasn't fit to look after the baby. Men are so useless about such things," I said, giving Mr. Winthrop a humorous glance.
"I would like to know what you were thinking about?" he said, gently. "A young girl's foolish fancies would seem very childish to you, after what you have been talking about." "Nevertheless, we like sometimes the childish and innocent. I have a fancy for it just now, Medoline." "Please, Mr. Winthrop, I cannot tell you all my thoughts. They are surely my own, and cannot be torn from me ruthlessly."
In this beautiful world, if we have our freedom, and health, and plenty of money, we are simply foolish to be down-hearted; only when death takes away our dear ones; and after a time the pain he gives ceases to smart." "You are very practical, Medoline, and look through spectacles dipped in sunshine." "Well, I believe she is right," Mrs. Flaxman said, with an air of sudden conviction.
"Because I do not want you to believe I ever tell you what is not true. I do not think I could, if I tried." "You reserve that privilege, then, for your other friends." "Oh, no; I am never tempted to be untruthful with them." "And are you so tempted in your relation with me?" he asked, a little sternly. "Sometimes." "Why, Medoline, you astonish me.
Le Grande before you were with her yesterday when she fainted in church?" My answer was a sob. "Where had you met her, Medoline?" "You will tell Mr. Winthrop, and he will never forgive me." "Then you have really been with her?" "Yes, she sent me a letter requesting me to visit her." "And you went. When was this?" "A week ago. But I did not dream she was a rich woman or had ever known Mr. Winthrop.
My voice was so weak I was afraid he could not catch the words I uttered; but he folded my thin, shadowy hand in his, which seemed so strong and muscular I fancied it could hold me back from the gates of Death if its owner so willed, and after a few seconds' silence, he said, gently: "You must never think of that again, Medoline. Just rest, and come back to us.
"Most young ladies I have known are proud to get keepsakes from your sex." "I hope Medoline is not going to be a regulation young lady." "Why, Mr. Winthrop, what has caused you to change your mind? You used to condemn me for being so very unconventional." "I have made the discovery that you have something better in its stead," he said, quietly.
"You have made all these discoveries in a few months, and been doing so much for them, and here have I been living beside them for years and did not even know of their existence. What makes the difference in us, Medoline?" she exclaimed sorrowfully. "I think God must have planned my meeting in the train with Mrs. Blake. I would not have known but for her."
A faint flush passed over Mr. Bowen's face, but he made no reply. I was much better pleased than if he had exclaimed against his own poor abilities, as some would have done, or rhapsodized over his indebtedness to me. I knew from the expression of Mr. Winthrop's face that he was pleased with him, and on our way home, he said: "You are like a magnet, Medoline.
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