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Updated: June 29, 2025
"Whatever you decide afterward, let me take you up to Rubidoux and on to Redlands? Make up your mind about the rest when you've seen Mr. Morehouse's letter." "Very well," she said. "Just for to-day, the 'make-believe' shall come true." Nick turned away his face lest it should betray him. "Thank you," he said quietly. "Well, then, I reckon it's time I went to round up Billy.
And at the last, the Knight of the Redlands with a sudden stroke smote Sir Beaumains on the hand, so that his sword fell from it, and with a second stroke upon the helm he drove him to the earth. Then cried aloud the damsel Linet, "Alas! Sir Beaumains, see how my sister weepeth to behold thee fallen!"
Say anything about this to a living soul, and I'll have yo' flogged! Now trot out the whiskey bottle and pour it down him." When Courtland's eyes opened again, he was in bed in his own room at Redlands, with the vivid morning sun occasionally lighting up the wall whenever the closely drawn curtains were lightly blown aside by the freshening breeze.
He jumped to his feet with a grimace. "What on earth are those girls up to?" Rapidly he locked drawer after drawer of his writing-table, gathered up a sheaf of papers, and turned to go. The library at Redlands overlooked a wide lawn that led through shrubberies to the edge of the cliff, up the face of which had been cut a winding path. He paused a moment considering this.
"I suppose it's a good deal on account of his football. He's on the team, isn't he?" His eyes disdained teams. "On the team? He is the team! Captain last year and this, and next! Wait till you see him play. He's the fastest full back we've ever had, since anybody can remember. There'll be a game Saturday. We play Redlands. Will you come, and sit with Stepper and me?" "Thanks.
Bruce has the car, and will probably not return till late. And Bruce is using the dog-cart. That only leaves the luggage-cart for me." "I'll fly round to Redlands for the motor. Nick won't mind. You get your things packed while I'm gone." Olga deposited an armful of her friend's belongings upon the bed, and turned to go.
"That's quite enough explanation, and I don't know why it shouldn't be even an apology." Yet the incident left little impression on him as he strolled back to Redlands.
Gaily she sped along the sunny road, little dreaming that that same sun that so gladdened her was to set upon the last of her youth. The car was in a good mood also, and they hummed merrily past the little stone church of Brethaven and up to the great iron gate of Redlands just as the clock in the tower struck ten. "Good business!" commented Nick, as he descended to open the gate.
Nick's property of Redlands was less than a mile away, and all that Nick possessed was at her disposal. In fact, she had almost come to look upon Redlands as a second home. It would not take her long to run across to the garage and fetch the little motor which Nick himself had taught her years ago to drive. Lightly she ran down the oak stairs and through the echoing hall once more.
"Now, I would have thee know," said Sir Perseant to Sir Beaumains, "that the Knight of the Redlands hath kept that siege more than two years, and prolongeth the time hoping that Sir Lancelot, or Sir Tristram, or Sir Lamoracke, may come and battle with him; for these three knights divide between them all knighthood; and thou if thou mayest match the Knight of the Redlands, shall well be called the fourth knight of the world."
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