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On the evening that he took his books home, he gave the teacher a parting blow, which he felt sure quite avenged the outrageous defeat he had suffered at his hands on that Sunday night at the hotel. "Me and Tillie's promised. It ain't put out yet, but I conceited I'd better tell you, so's you wouldn't be wastin' your time tryin' to make up to her." "You and Tillie are engaged to be married?"
"You haven't taken the dinner out to the shelter-house yet, have you?" "Not yet," I replied. "Tillie hasn't brought the basket. The chef's been fussing about the stuff we're using in the diet kitchen the last few days, and I wouldn't be surprised if he's shut off all extras." But I guess her sister and Mr. Dick could have starved to death just then without her noticing.
"I'm so sorry, Tillie, that I got you into such a scrape!" Tillie thought Miss Margaret could not have heard her clearly. "He burnt up your book yet, Miss Margaret!" she found voice to whisper again. "Indeed! I ought to make him pay for it!"
"And what," Tillie wondered, a strange calm suddenly following her outburst, as she sat back in her chair, white and silent, "what will he do and say when I refuse to give him more than the price of my board?" Her school-work, which began nest day, diverted her mind somewhat from its deep yearning for him who had become to her the very breath of her life.
"Yes, I chucked it right in the stove." "'Iwanhoe'!" exclaimed the doctor. "Why, Elviny must of borrowed the loan of that off of Teacher I seen Teacher have it." Tillie turned pleading eyes upon his face, but he did not see her. "Do you mean to say," demanded Mr. Getz, "that Teacher lends NOVELS to the scholars!"
She 'll be well till a day or two, now, and back to school IF she's kep' quiet, and her mind ain't bothered any. Now, GOOD-by to yous." For a long time after her unhappy experiences with "Ivanhoe" Tillie did not again venture to transgress against her father's prohibition of novels.
Tillie knew perfectly well that her father had plenty of money to buy them for her if he would. But she never thought of asking him or her stepmother for anything more than what they saw fit to give her. The Getz family was a perfectly familiar type among the German farming class of southeastern Pennsylvania.
From a common person, now, if you were troubled, you might get a letter. But Thea almost never wrote letters. She answered every one, friends and foes alike, in one way, her own way, her only way. Once more Tillie has to remind herself that it is all true, and is not something she has "made up."
"But I anyways would pick out you, Tillie." "Why me?" "I dunno. I take to you. And I seen a'ready how handy you was at the work still. Mom says, too, you'd make me a good housekeeper." Tillie never dreamed of resenting this practical approval of her qualifications for the post with which Absalom designed to honor her.
Fairchilds, while Amanda had the chair at his side. Tillie could see that the young man's eyes rested occasionally upon the handsome, womanly form of her very good-looking cousin Amanda. Men always looked at Amanda a great deal, Tillie had often observed. The fact had never before had any special significance for her. "Are you from Lancaster, or wherever?" the doctor inquired of Mr. Fairchilds.
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