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The girl was all child now and made Truedale ashamed to hold her to any absurd course that his standards acknowledged but that hers had never conceived. "Of course. I'll be glad to have you for a guide. Jim White has no ideas about nuts and things he goes to the woods to kill something; he's there now. I dare say mere are other things in the mountains besides prey?" Nella-Rose nodded.
It was a call to something he hoped was in his friend, but which he had never tested. There was a sudden fear, too, of the change that had come to Truedale. It was not all physical. There was a baffling suggestion of unreality about him that made him almost a stranger. "I dare say you are right, Ken." Truedale walked the length of the room and back. "I own to being cut up over this.
How she would show her small, white teeth when, smiling in his arms, she told him all about it! It would not take long to make her forget the weary time of absence and White's misconception. Truedale proceeded by deliberate stages. He wanted to gather all he possibly could as a foundation upon which to build.
They drew the table close to the roaring fire, leaving doors and windows open to the crisp, sweet; morning air. "We'll have a party!" Truedale announced. "I'll step over to Jim's cabin and bring the best he's got." When he returned Nella-Rose had placed cups, saucers, and plates on the table. "Do you often have parties?" she asked. "I never had one before.
It was something of a shock to him one evening, nearly three years after his visit to Pine Cone, to find himself looking at Lynda Kendall as if he had never seen her before. She was going out with Brace and was in evening dress. Truedale had never seen her gowned so, and he realized that she was extremely handsome and something more. She came close to him, drawing on her long, loose, white gloves.
He would confide everything to Kendall and Lynda at least he would his marriage and urge them to return with him to the hills, and after that White and all the others would have an awakening. The possibility thus conceived was like a flood of light and sweet air in a place dark and bewildering but not evil no, not that! As he turned from the clearing Truedale looked back at his cabin.
"I'm right hungry. I I want a party." Of course this would never do. White, or one of the blood-and-thunder raiders, might appear. "You must go, Nella-Rose." "Not" here she sat down firmly and undid her ridiculous plaid shawl "not till you give me a bite. Just a mighty little bite I'm starving!" At this Truedale roared with laughter and went hurriedly to his closet. The girl must eat and go.
Nella-Rose crowded Lynda Kendall from the field of vision; later, he simply signed his name and let the note go with that. As for Nella-Rose, as soon as she left Truedale, her mind turned to sterner matters close at hand. She became aware before long of some one near by.
The soft tones penetrated to the troubled place where Truedale seemed to stand alone making his last, losing fight. "Then, by heaven!" he said, "let us accept it you and I!" He had crossed his Rubicon. They ate, almost solemnly; they listened to that awful roar growing more and more distinct and menacing.
"While mommy-Lyn is in there?" gasped the girl, turning reproachful eyes up to him. "How could I?" "How long have you been here?" "Always; always!" "Ann, you must go to your room at once! Come, I will go with you." She rose and took his hand. There was fear in her eyes. "Is is mommy-Lyn " she faltered, and Truedale understood. "Good God! no!" he replied; "not that!"
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