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Updated: May 22, 2025
Crossing the stream, he struck faint vestiges of a wood-road, used, evidently, a generation back, when the meadow had been cleared of its oaks. He found a hawk's nest on the lightning-shattered tipmost top of a six-foot redwood. And to complete it all his horse stumbled upon several large broods of half-grown quail, and the air was filled with the thrum of their flight.
Flinging down bow and arrows, he ran under the tree and peered up into a maze of silver grey and young green. Still no sign. "Tara!" he called. "Are you there?" "'Course I am." Her disembodied voice had a ring of triumph. "I'm at the tipmost top. It's rather shaky, but scrumshous. Come up quick!" Craning his neck he could just see one leg and the edge of her frock.
They were too crazy. So I don't deserve " "It's I that don't deserve," he broke out with sudden passion. "And to find you under our very own tree! Have you forgotten that day? Of course you went to the 'tipmost top; and I didn't. It's queer isn't it? how bits of life get printed so sharply on your brain; and great spaces, on either side, utterly blotted out. That day's one of my bits.
They whirled by the grim monster of a monument quickly, but Georgina felt impelled to turn and look back at it, her gaze following it up higher and higher, above the gargoyles, to the tipmost stones which seemed to touch the sky. "I hate that word Duty," she said savagely to herself. "It's as big and ugly and as always-in-front-of-you as that old monument. They're exactly alike.
"To the tipmost top of them?" he queried in her ear; and mutely she clung to him, returning his kisses, with the confidence of a child, with the intensity of a woman....
Clutching her bough, she leaned down and lightly ruffled his hair. He started and looked reproachful. "Don't rumple me. I'm going." "You needn't, if you don't want to," she cooed caressingly. "I'm going to the tipmost top to see out over the world. And the Princess doesn't care a bean about the Golden Tusks truly."
"You won't tell Sir Lionel I interfered, will you?" she begged. "I should be quite afraid of him if he were angry." "You needn't worry. He shan't hear anything from me," said I. "And you do think I was right to let you know?" she implored. "Of course," I assured her. But I was feeling hurt all the way up to my topmost hair and down to my tipmost toe.
"I have several little odds and ends to look into first " And right in the midst of his speech the call of the South hit him in the middle, you may say. It always does hit a bird like that, and it is contagious like girls fainting in a factory. The cynical bachelor flew suddenly to the tipmost top of a tree, and poured forth the whole of his heart and soul in a song of the South.
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