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"So the dreams depart, So the fading phantoms flee, And the sharp reality Now must act its part." It was a little after noon of the next day, when Mr. Rushleigh came to Cross Corners. Faith was lying back, quite pale, and silent feeling very weak after the terror, excitement, and fatigue she had gone through in the large easy-chair which had been brought for her into the southeast room.
"Paul is very patient," said Faith not lightly, as Margaret had spoken, but as one self-reproached, almost, for abusing patience "and they go to-morrow to Lake George. He won't look for a letter until he gets to Saratoga." She had calculated her time as if it were the minutes of a reprieve. When Paul Rushleigh, with his mother, reached Saratoga, he found two letters there, for him.
Gertrude Rushleigh, Saidie's old intimate, was to be married on the twenty-eighth, and had fixed her wedding thus for the last of the month, that Miss Gartney might arrive to keep her promise of long time, by officiating as bridesmaid. The family eclipse would not overshadow Saidie. She had made her place in the world now, and with her aunt's aid and countenance, would keep it.
Rushleigh, "why, else, should she have accepted him? I know Faith Gartney is not mercenary, or worldly ambitious." "I am quite sure of that, as well," answered her husband. "It is no doubt of her motive or her worth I can't say it is really a doubt of anything; but, Gertrude, she must not marry the boy unless her whole heart is in it! A sharp stroke is better than a lifelong pain."
Rushleigh?" asked Roger Armstrong, who entered at this moment, with garments he had brought from somewhere to wrap Faith. "I must go home," said Faith. "To Aunt Henderson's." "You shall do as you like," answered Mr. Rushleigh. "But it belongs to us to care for you, I think." "You do you have cared for me already," said Faith, earnestly. And Mr.
What made her especially rejoice that Saidie and the strawberries had not come yet? When Paul Rushleigh took her hand at parting, he glanced down at the fair little fingers, and then up, inquiringly, at Faith's face. Her eyes fell, and the color rose, till it became an indignation at itself. She grew hot, for days afterwards, many a time, as she remembered it.
Everybody looked up, and everybody's imagination took a discursive leap among possibilities, and then everybody, of course, asked "Whom?" "Old Jacob Rushleigh, himself. He has taken a house at Lakeside, for the summer. And he has bought the new mills just over the river. That is to give young Paul something to do, I imagine.
"For me," said Mr. Rushleigh, "I must go down to the mills again, before night. If either, or both of you, like a drive, I shall be glad to have you with me." "Those hot mills!" exclaimed Margaret. "What an excursion to propose!" "I could find you a very cool corner, even in those hot mills," replied her father.
Besides, he wanted Paul to see and know his business friends, and to put himself in the way of valuable business information. Would Faith spare him for a week or two he bade his son to ask. Madam Rushleigh would accompany Paul; and before his return he would go with his mother to Saratoga, where her daughter Gertrude and Mrs.
"I told you so," she said. "I knew it was coming. And the first gun brought me down here to be ready. I've been out to Western Virginia; and I came back here when we got the news of this. I shall follow round, wherever the clouds roll." In Washington, still another meeting awaited them. Paul Rushleigh, in a Captain's uniform, came, one day, to the table of their hotel.
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