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Rose-Marie disliked, somehow, the very tone of his voice. "Here's a girl t' see you, Ella," he said. "She's from th' Settlement House she says! Maybe she wants," sarcastically, "that you should join a Bible Class!" The girl's eyes were flashing with a dangerously hard light. She turned angrily to Rose-Marie. But before she could say anything, the child, Bennie, had interposed.
His pointing finger indicated the largest and grimiest of the tenements that loomed, dark and high, above the squalor of a side street. "But you wouldn't wanter come there!" Rose-Marie caught her breath sharply. She was remembering how the Superintendent had forbidden her to do visiting, how the Young Doctor had laughed at her desire to be of service.
Rose-Marie could see that the untidiness of the flat, the drunken mutterings of Pa, and her mother's carelessness and dirt had strained Ella's resistance to the breaking point. Some day there would be a crash and, upon that day Ella would disappear like a gorgeous butterfly that drifts across the road, and out of sight.
'She's never known tears, the character said, 'she's never lived deeply enough to know tears! Her life has been just a surface life. If you go down deep enough into the earth you find water, always. If you go down deep enough into life you invariably find tears. It's one of the unbreakable rules!" Rose-Marie paused, for a moment, and stole a covert glance at the Superintendent's face.
When Rose-Marie, alone in her room, finally dried away the tears that were the direct result of her quarrel with Dr. Blanchard, there was a new resolve in her eyes a look that had not been there when she went, an hour before, to the luncheon table. It was the look of one who has resolutions that cannot be shattered dreams that are unbreakable.
"If he would only let me," she told herself, "I could teach him to like the things I like. If he would only understand I could explain just how I feel about people. If he would only give me a chance I could keep him from being so lonely." Rose-Marie had known few men. The boys of her own town she scarcely regarded as men they were old playmates, that was all.
"If you feel that you must go," they had told her, "you must. Maybe it is the work that the Lord has chosen for you. We have all faith in you, Rose-Marie!" And Rose-Marie, splendid in her youth and assurance, had never known that their pillows were damp that night and for many another night with the tears that they were too brave to let her see.
Miss Gilpet's face took on an ashen tinge as she stared helplessly at the bunched-up figure that had been such a gladsome sight to her eyes a few moments ago. "When love is over, how little of love even the lover understands," quoted Clovis to himself. Rose-Marie was the first to break the silence. "If that is Erik you have in your arms, who is that?"
But as the child, clinging to Rose-Marie's hand, came over to her side, she was suddenly galvanized into action. "Oh, darlin', darlin'," she sobbed wildly, "Ella was a-goin' ter leave you! Ella was a-goin' away. But she isn't now not now! Darlin'," her arms were flung wildly about the little figure, "show, some way, that you forgive Ella who loves you!" Rose-Marie was crying, quite frankly.
"Get somebody who knows something!" Jim's face was still the colour of ashes. He did not stir did not seem to have the power to stir. "Did yer hear her?" he mouthed thickly. "She yelled. I heard her. Did yer hear " Rose-Marie was holding Lily close to her breast. Her stern young eyes looked across the drooping golden head into the scared face of the man.
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