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Then damn it, you must. I'm not going to have my daughter throw herself away on a penniless puppy. There, curse it all, you know what I think of you now you're a bumptious puppy, and I swear you shall not come within a mile of her." "I shall," Shiel retorted, drawing himself up to his full height.
Shiel Crozier will still be an exile from home and the angel in the house." "What is the prescription? Out with your Sibylline leaves!" "It's in that unopened letter. When the letter is opened you'll see it effervesce like a seidlitz powder." "But suppose I am not here when the letter is opened?" "You must be here-you must. You'll stay now, if you please." "I'm afraid I can't.
Her voice had a sound of honest amazement. "How can you say such a thing! You had my letter you said you had my letter?" "Yes, I had your letter," he answered. "Your thoughtful brother brought it to me. You had told him all the dear womanly things you had said or were going to say to your husband, and he passed them on to me with the letter." "Never mind what he said to you, Shiel.
"I'll get you some," and before he could prevent her she had gone. She was back again, however, in a few moments with a tiny white jar and some linen bandages. "I couldn't find my aunt," she began, "or she would bandage your hands for you." "Won't you?" Shiel asked. "Do!"
"Yes," John Martin said, "I do. May I ask if you have any private means at all or are you solely dependent on what you earn? By the way, what is your calling?" "I am an artist," Shiel said. "No, I've nothing beyond what my uncle was good enough to allow me." "An artist!" John Martin murmured, "how like Dick! Have you entertained the idea of inheriting a fortune?
But in the daytime she was quite happy, and though there was haunting, it was Shiel Crozier who, first helpless, then convalescent, was haunted by her presence. It gave him pleasure, but it was a pleasure which brought pain.
"I had forgotten all about the money I put on the outsider which won the race. As you know, I was called away to my sick sister that evening, and the money I won with Shiel's fifty pounds was not paid to me till after Shiel had gone." "How much was it?" asked Kitty breathlessly. "Four thousand pounds." Kitty exclaimed so loudly that she smothered her mouth with a hand.
Kitty had ridden away with her heart's secret, her very own, as she thought: but Shiel Crozier knew the man that mattered knew. Golden, all golden, save where there was a fringe of trees at a watercourse; save where a garden, like a spot of emerald, made a button on the royal garment wrapped across the breast of the prairie.
Kitty laughed happily and very whimsically. "Like none since Moses was found among the bulrushes! Where was this one found, and what do you intend to call him Jesse, after his 'pa'?" "No nothing so common. He's to be called Shiel Shiel Crozier Bulrush, that's to be his name." The face of the girl became a shade pensive now. "Oh! And do you think you can guarantee that he will be worth the name?
Gladys retorted indignantly, seeing that Shiel, who had his ticket to get, was out of hearing. "Do I encourage any one? All the same," she added defiantly, "I rather like him. It isn't every one's good fortune to be as smart as you, John Martin. Quick hurry up! That's your train and the guard's about to blow his whistle."
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