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John had treated himself to a handsome new pocketbook. "So you'll be leaving us at once!" said Fannie, as the two sat by Ravenel's bed. "No, not till Mr. Bulger gets back. I can be up to my neck in work till then on the colonization side of the business." They bent to hear the bridegroom's words: "Wish you wouldn't go East till Friday evening, and then go with us."
He leaped into the field, ran to this gap, burst into the open beyond, and stopped, hat in hand speechless. His quest was ended. Not ten steps away stood two lovers who had just said that fearfully sweet "mine" and "thine" that keeps the world a-turning. Ravenel's right arm was curved over Fannie's shoulder and about her waist.
Barbara said the day would always be bright to her as the one on which she first came into personal contact with Judge March. John spoke ardently of his father. "And, by the bye, that day was the first on which I ever truly saw you." "Or Johanna!" said Barbara. "Johanna's keeping Fannie Ravenel's new house. She's to stay with her till I get back."
Her father and she had apartments in Tom Hersey's Swanee Hotel. Mr. Ravenel called often. She entered Montrose Academy "in order to remain sixteen," she told him. This institution was but a year or two old. It had been founded, at Ravenel's suggestion, "as a sort o' little sister to Rosemont."
The gray dust settled upon the trees; the siege was pressed hotter, but the drawbridge was not lowered. No further will the language of chivalry serve. Inside lived an old gentleman who loved his home and did not wish to sell it. That is all the romance of the besieged castle. Three or four times every week came Sammy Brown to Ravenel's apartment.
Why, eh to to his mother, sir; yes, sir." "Ah, Brother March, a mother's the best of teachers, and Sister March one of the most unselfish of mothers!" said Garnet, avoiding Ravenel's glance. The Judge expanded. "Sir, she's too unselfish, I admit it, sir." "And, yet, Brother March, I reckon John gets right smart schooling from you." "Ah! no, sir.
Her soft, well-trained voice was of the kind that rests the sick and weary. The nurse, she said, was getting a little sleep on the lounge in Mrs. Ravenel's room. "Satisfactory?" Yes, admirable every way, and already as fond of Mrs. Ravenel as she herself. "Isn't she lovely?" she exclaimed in melodious undertone, and hardly gave Mr. March time for a very dignified yes.
"Johanna, of course, if I stay here I shall keep entirely out of Mrs. Ravenel's sight, or " The girl made a despairing gesture that brought John's frown again. "Why, what?" he asked with a perplexed smile. "Law! Mr. Mahch, you cayn't all of a sudden do dat; dey'll on'y talk wuss." "Well, Johanna I'm not going to try it. I'm going to take the express train this evening."
I dropped an interrogative hint as to how March stood with Ravenel. The Captain smiled. "They neveh cla-ash. Ravenel's the same mystery he always was, but not the same poweh; his losin' Garnet the way he did, and then John bein' so totally diffe'nt, you know John don't ofm ask Jeff-Jack to do anything, but he neveh aasks in vaain. John's motheh? Yes, she still lives with him.
"I should like to know what's become of Johanna," said March at the foot of the stairs. "Johanna? O they say she ran all the way to Fannie Ravenel's, and they harnessed up the fast colt and put off for Rosemont, Johanna driving!" "Why, of course! I might have known it! But" John stopped "Why, then, where's Fair?" "O I saw him. He drove on to overtake 'em. He'll have a job of it!"
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