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"Then he sings out, like his mind was all made up, 'And if he undertook it, would he likely be turned away? "'And it's likelier, George Olver answers him; 'that heaven and earth shall pass.
To the blunt old steersman, to the ox-like Olver, to the half-dozen others who heard it, the change was incomprehensible. They stared at their master, then at each other, and finally gave it up as a whim past their understanding. It may be that Leif was curious to see whether it would be incomprehensible to Alwin as well. He sat watching him intently. Alwin's eyes fell before his master's.
"We have a singin' time generally every night," said Harvey. "Sometimes Madeline plays for us on her music, and sometimes we go down to Becky's. Madeline's melodeon is very soft and purty, but George here, he likes the tone of Beck's organ best, I reckon. Eh, George?" Harvey winked facetiously at George Olver, who reddened deeply but did not cast down his eyes.
Wall, George Olver, he recognized where she was and he went down thar' and found her, and they wa'n't anybody ventured to say a word, and what need? for everybody respec's George Olver, knowin' he's uncommon ser'ous and high-minded; and the very same hour they came home, Becky, she come up here, and she turned me right out of the room, as ye might say.
While he stood by the bookcase, balancing his spectacles on his forefinger and Homer's words in his mind, Jenifer, his one small maid-servant, entered with word that Roger Olver was at the door with a message from Penalune. 'Show him in, said Doctor Unonius.
"You done the best you could," George Olver answered stoutly, "They said you dove for him long and long after it wasn't no use." "No use," Luther repeated, shaking his head sadly and abstractedly; "no use." "There's naught in a sign, anyway," George Olver affirmed. "They don't worry me much, you can depend" the player looked up at length with a singularly bright and gentle smile.
Then says that other voice, floatin' so strong and cl'ar, and if he gin up all and hollered, what should he have? what now? "So George Olver, he sings deep o' the trial and the sorrowin'. But that other voice never shook, a askin', and what if he helt to Him to the end, what then should it be, what then? George Olver answers: 'Forever-more, the sorrowin' ended Death gone over.
In the interval George Olver had come to me and I had written to Rebecca, but Rebecca had not come back to Wallencamp nor answered my letter. I was more anxious and troubled about her than I dared confess to any one. Then suddenly I ceased to care for any of those things.
"One thing I can tell him, he'd better steer clear of George Olver!" Was ever a zealous young devotee, I pondered, more perplexed! "Come this way, please," I said, holding out my hand to Madeline; and leaning back in my chair with unaffected weariness, at least. "Is Mr. Rollin down stairs?"
The roar of the young lions just released from bondage had not died away when George Olver entered the school-room, closed the door behind him, and stood in a manly and self-reliant attitude, his hat in his hand. "No, ma'am," he said, in answer to some gesture of mine; "I'll be much obleeged if you'll set down in the chair."
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