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Of course, he couldn't know that Angel and she were in this town, because it was only about a month since they came. It must be difficult to hear things in ships; and he might go away, to look for them somewhere else, without ever finding them here. Little thrills of excitement running from Rosemary's fingers to her toes felt like vibrating wires. What could she do?

"I imagine Sarah and Shirley amuse themselves," said the doctor, smiling, "but Rosemary dear, I don't want you to get in the habit of being out of the house too much. Three afternoons I've called you up and you weren't home." Doctor Hugh wondered if Nina Edmonds was absorbing Rosemary's attention again, but he thought it wiser not to ask.

I cannot bear the thought I CANNOT. I would rather die." "I will never marry," said Rosemary, "never, Ellen." Ellen bent forward and looked searchingly into Rosemary's eyes. "Will you promise me that solemnly?" she said. "Promise it on mother's Bible." Rosemary assented at once, quite willing to humour Ellen. What did it matter? She knew quite well she would never want to marry any one.

"Thank you," said Ellen, still looking at St. George. Rosemary's face softened. "I hope you'll be happy, Ellen," she said gently. "Oh, Rosemary," Ellen looked up in distress, "I'm so ashamed I don't deserve it after all I said to you " "We won't speak about that," said Rosemary hurriedly and decidedly. "But but," persisted Ellen, "you are free now, too and it's not too late John Meredith "

Even Rosemary made her brows too heavy and her lips too red, and her cheeks were flushed unevenly. Luck was a busy man that morning, but he was not taking scenes by nine o'clock, for all his haste. With a kindly regard for Rosemary's nervousness lest she fail him, he set up his camera and told her to walk down part way to the corral, looking supposedly to see if her dad had come home.

"It's so bad," she declared, "that you never heard anything as bad. And if you tell, Rosemary, I'll run away, as far off as I can run away, and never, never come back." Sarah's dark eyes were red-rimmed and she seemed so desperately unhappy that Rosemary's kind heart was touched. "Oh, Sarah darling, you know I won't tell!" she exclaimed. "I don't care what it is, I won't tell anyone. I promise."

"And now you must come in and kiss Rosemary good night," she said, glancing at my great Amsterdam clock in the corner. We went into the nursery. It was past Rosemary's bedtime by nearly an hour and the youngster was having great difficulty in keeping awake.

It was an inscrutable mystery to her that a Being with infinite power should allow things to go wrong. For the moment Rosemary's faith wavered, then re-asserted itself. It was she who did not understand: the ways of the Everlasting were not her ways, and, moreover, they were beyond her finite comprehension.

They were all dressed in white and each carried a sweater, Sarah's red, Rosemary's blue and Shirley's apple green. Winnie had made up a generous box of lunch for each, and three vacuum bottles, a surprise from Doctor Hugh, were waiting them, filled with lemonade. "I think we'd better go early, Winnie," said Rosemary, "on account of getting in the same truck.

By the time she had jumped up to be asked "Is this the grocery store?" once or twice, had admitted the butcher boy with fresh meat which must be put on the ice and had been summoned three times by Aunt Trudy to thread her needle for glasses, declared her aunt made her warmer in summer and she would not wear them Rosemary's temper was fraying sadly.

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