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Updated: May 24, 2025
"You're telling me news and late in the day." "Late is better than never, and I'd always meant to tell you when you come to man's estate but you've been away so long, I've thought sometimes you was never coming home; but I hoped you would for your mother's sake, and for all our sakes." "I'm going to do what I can, but you mustn't depend too much on me, Tave.
Don't I know how Louis Champney said to me: 'Tave, I shall see the boy through; forty thousand of mine is to be his'; and that was six weeks before he died; and don't I know, too, how I didn't get a glimpse of Louis Champney again till two weeks before his death, and then he was unconscious and didn't know me or any one else?" Octavius paused for breath. Aurora Googe rose and went to the closet.
She's stood it six year and she can stand it six more if she makes up her mind to it, and I'd ought to know, seeing as I've lived with her ever since she come to Flamsted." "To be sure, Tave, to be sure; nobody knows better'n you, 'bout Aileen, an' I guess she's come to look on you, from all I hear, as her special piece of property." His brother spoke appeasingly. Octavius smiled.
"Not very, Tave; the truth is I ate too many checkerberries and had an attack of indigestion I shall be all right soon and they sent over for Mrs. Caukins just at that time, and when Dulcie came back she told me it's awful but it's different with you; he belongs to you all here and you've always loved him." "Loved him!"
"Goodnight, Uncle Jo," she said softly, "an' don't forget Hannah's broth or there'll be trouble at Champo." He roused himself again. "I heered from Tave to-day thet Mis' Champney is pretty low." "Yes, she feels this heat in her condition." "Like enough like enough; guess we all do a little." Then he seemed to speak to himself: "She was rough on Champ," he murmured.
He calmed the resentful beast, and they neared the house in The Gore at a quick trot. "You don't think she has ever spoken to any one before not so, do you, Tave? not to Louis ever? "No, I don't, Aurora. Louis Champney wouldn't have stood that I know him well enough for that; but she might have hinted at a something, and it's my belief she did.
And even in the faint dim light he could see only the same expression of conscious understanding come over her face that he had seen in the ball-room, mingled with a vague joy that parted her breathless lips. As he moved quickly forward their hands met; she caught his with a quick significant pressure and darted back to the window. "Oh, 'Tave!" "Yes."
The city, too, lost its glamour when seen from those backdoor suburbs that every railway in every land appears to regard as the only natural avenue of approach to busy communities. The line turned sharply along the right bank of the Tave and ran past tobacco factories, breweries, powder mills, scattered hovels, and unkempt streets. Here was no sun, but plenty of bare whitewash.
Hallelujah! Bum again! Hallelujah! Give us a hand-out! To save us from sin!" The Tahitians rocked to and fro, threw back their heads, and, their eyes shut as in their religious himenes, chorused joyfully: "Hahrayrooyah! I'm a boom! Hahrayrooyah! Boomagay! Hahrayrooyah! Hizzandow! To tave ut fruh tin!"
"Hello, Tave," he cried, extending his hand in easy condescension, "you're well come, for you're just in time to hear the latest; the deal's on an A. 1 sure thing this time. Aurora showed me the papers to-day. We're in for it now government contracts, state houses, battle monuments, graveyards; we've got 'em all, and things'll begin to hum in this backwater hole, you bet!"
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