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Reynolds had no children and in that deplorable fact lay her keenest unhappiness. She greeted Suzanna cordially. "Come in, Suzanna, come in," she said. "I've been using vinegar and red pepper all morning," she continued, as she went her way to the pantry with Suzanna's cup. "I've one of my old headaches." "Oh, I'm so sorry," said Suzanna, with immediate sympathy. "Have you been worrying?"
And you can't do something mean without breaking the chain that binds you to somebody else." "Ah, my dear," said the Eagle Man, letting his hand fall upon her bright hair, "you belong to a family of impossible visionaries." He looked over at Suzanna's father, and his face suddenly grew crimson.
Chocolate is too dark; and besides you smear it all over your lips and it looks dreadful; pale lemon ice cream soda is sweet looking. We must do something to honor Miss Smithson, who's here just because she wouldn't hurt father's feelings." But Maizie looked belligerent. Suzanna's temper threatened to flame forth. With a mighty effort she controlled it. She turned to her father.
It's strange that Maizie, with all her literalness, can understand at times Suzanna's disappointments when her fancies are not given due value. For, of course, it is some fancy of Suzanna's that I've either not noticed, or perhaps laughed at." She paused to smile at her husband. "Such children come of giving them an inventor father, an 'impractical genius, as I've heard myself in satire called."
"Go see if the baby is still asleep, and look down the road for Peter." Maizie went off obediently, but she returned in a moment with the news that the baby still slept and Peter was playing near Mr. Reynolds' gate. She seated herself as before. She wanted to hear more of Suzanna's fancies, but Suzanna remained silent, having been chilled a little by Maizie's practicality.
Suzanna might even go away by herself in pursuit of some wonderful dream, and leave Maizie out of her scheme of things entirely. So Maizie waited patiently. "Since you sent Bridget away on an errand of mercy, Mother," Suzanna began later, "I'll help you with the dishes." In Suzanna's estimation the family boasting an Only Child boasted also servants. "I'll be glad of your help," said Mrs.
Witness the ingenious way, following Suzanna's suggestion, that mother had draped a lace curtain over a worn blue dress, and behold, a result wonderful. It was fun then to "make the best of your material," as mother again said.
Mother had her hands in a pan of dough and was kneading vigorously. She looked up at Suzanna's message and replied: "You children run up to father; I'll come when I can. Go quietly by the bedroom door, the baby's asleep." Upstairs then the children flew. At the top they paused and looked in. The attic was dimly lit. Shadows seemed to lurk in its corners.
I will say that I have concluded all arrangements to rebuild homes for the men and their families who were burned out some time ago, and I want you to act as my agent. No sentiment in building these up-to-date houses, let me assure you. Only perhaps I've given some thought to Suzanna's little wrist chain.
"That young'un will do anything to make you happy, Margie." From the top of the stairs the words floated down: "Are you coming mother " Suzanna's voice choked on the word, but Mrs. Reynolds heard only the exquisite title. She lifted her face, glowing like a heaven of stars. "I'm coming, Suzanna," she called. And she went swiftly up the stairs to the little girl.
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