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"It air hard on the little kid," Tessibel said meditatively, "when its ma says what another woman air a-mothering it for good and all." This remark came forth in even tones. Teola had not thought of the harm she had done the child of Dan Jordan, by throwing the motherhood upon the squatter. She turned her troubled eyes, first upon Tess, then upon the child.
Gloomily Tess scrutinized the young mother, checking an ejaculation that rose to her lips. "I don't understand what you are going to do," said Teola. "Tess, do you think he is very ill? You do! I can see it in your face. Look how he yawns, and screws his mouth, and shuts his eyes! Oh, he is suffering, Tessibel!" "Yep, he air sick," replied Tess, turning her back.
He brought down his hand with a bang, his eyes narrowing into a slit. "You will every one do as I say," he cried. "Frederick, you are to stay away from classes for two days, your professors knowing that you have disobeyed your father. If your fellow students ask you why you are absent, you must tell them what I have said. And, you, Teola " Frederick stopped the rush of words.
But her coming to the toffy pull that night made a great deal of trouble for brother and me." "So I supposed. But I love you, Teola, for the manner in which you treated her." Teola straightened herself from her lover's arms, and was about to speak. She would tell him, then, tell him her secret tell all the fears that weighed upon her heart, as if they were loaded with lead.
The shrieking of the wind, and the mournful fluttering of the tiny hands made her shiver, and she coughed slightly. "A mountain air bigger than that hill with the look-out on it," ruminated Tess, picking up a huge knot of wood from behind the stove. "I know that, too," replied Teola.
The small dark head fell limply upon her bosom, the thin legs hung straight and bare over the soiled jacket. One little hand clutched her torn sleeve, as if there lived in the infant-brain a fear of harm. Tess, instinct with potent life and rage, wheeled like a tawny tigress furiously upon Frederick and Teola. "Air it any of yer damn business," she demanded hotly, "if I wants to have a brat?"
They know by this time I am ill. My brother also gets back from camping at the same time. You see how careful I shall have to be, Tessibel. And in September, we go back to the city, for school always takes us home then. If I could only have my own baby. My own precious baby!" Tessibel grunted. Teola misunderstood her. "Oh, I am grateful to you, dear!
After that, the fisherman's hut carried along its usual routine while a boy in the city was wrestling with fever, and the head of the law school hung upon his muttered words with avidity. "You think he is very ill, Tess?" Teola asked, early one evening in September, when she and Tessibel were alone in the Skinner hut.
"Squatters air jest as good as any one else, Miss Young." "Well, now, dear, I didn't mean they weren't," Helen laughed pleasantly; "and I'm sure if they're all like you, Tessibel, they're very nice indeed." The memory of Teola Graves, the small, sickly baby, and the sudden death of Minister Graves passed through Tessibel's mind.
If Shorts would keep away from those other two fellows, he might get through college. It was really their fault Frederick was stolen." "What have they done now?" asked Teola listlessly. She had little interest in the boys of the society, for, nestled close to her heart, was a secret she could not forget. She had a realization that something unusual had fallen upon her of which she was afraid.
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