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Then she fixed her gaze upon Lynda. It was an old, old look but young, too pleading, wonder-filled. The child was so like Truedale so unmercifully, cruelly like him that, for a moment, reason deserted Lynda and she covered her face with both hands and swayed with silent laughter. Nella-Rose bent over her child as if to protect her.
Are you sorry?" The simple pride and dignity went straight to Truedale's heart. "It's because I want you so, little girl, that I must save you." Somehow Nella-Rose seemed to have lost her fear of the oncoming raiders; she spoke deliberately, and above a whisper: "Save me? from what?" There were no words to convey to her his meaning. Truedale felt almost ashamed to hold it in his own mind.
Eventually they so toned down and polished the deed of the little social highwaywoman as to pass her on in the family history with an escutcheon shadowed only, rather than smirched. Nella-Rose, now that her father considered, was dangerously like her picturesque ancestress! The thought kept Peter from the still, back in the woods, for many a day.
Her eyes were wide and filled with a light that startled him. He jumped from the horse and took her in his arms. "What is it?" he asked, fearing some intangible danger. "The minister was killed by the flood!" Nella-Rose's tones were thrilling. "He was going through Devil-may-come Hollow and a mighty big rock struck him and he's dead!" "Then you must come with me, Nella-Rose."
Lynda was provided for and so was he. And then, for the first time in many days, Truedale speculated upon bringing Nella-Rose away from her hills. He found himself rather insisting upon it, until he brought himself to terms by remembering her as he had seen her last clinging to her own, vehemently, passionately.
Do you you must understand, dear? I mean to live the rest of my life here in the hills your hills. You once said one was of the hills or one wasn't; will they let me stay?" "Yes" almost fiercely "but but your folks off there will they let you stay?" "I have no folks, Nella-Rose. I'm lonely and poor at least I was until I found you!
He had accepted his own fate, so he thought; he meant not to whine or complain, but how was he to live his life if Lynda failed to agree with him where Nella-Rose was concerned? "Will you can you do what I ask, Con?" "Yes in a minute." "You loved her? She loved you Con?" Lynda strove to smooth the way, not so much for Truedale as for herself. "Yes!
A log fell upon the hearth and both women started guiltily and affrightedly. "Go on! go on!" breathed Lynda. "Go on!" "Till the twins came Burke's and mine! Then he knew the difference even his love for me couldn't help him it hindered; and while I I feared, I understood!" "Oh! oh! oh!" Lynda covered her aching eyes with her cold hands. She dared not look at Nella-Rose.
'Twas you as brought me back I had to come. If you will oh! my doney-gal " "Stop! stop, Burke. Some one might be near. No, no; I couldn't leave the hills I'd die from the longing, you know that!" "If I dared them all could you take me, Nella-Rose? I'd run my chances with you! Night and day you tug and pull at the heart o' me, Nella-Rose."
Truedale raised his eyes, but he was looking beyond Lynda; he was seeing Nella-Rose in the nest he was preparing for her. "Soon, Lyn. Soon. And when you do you, of all the world, will understand, sympathize, and approve." "Thank you, Con, thank you. Of course I will, but it is good to have you know it! Let me see, what colour scheme shall we introduce in the living room?"
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