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Especially did she cling to Mildred Vandecar, and raised in the golden-haired daughter of the governor an idol at whose shrine she worshiped. One Saturday morning in the latter part of March, Mildred Vandecar persuaded her mother to allow her to go, accompanied by Katherine, to the Shellington home. They found Ann reading aloud to the twins, Flukey resting on the divan.
Vandecar waited for his visitor to proceed. "Do you see any reason," Everett stammered, "why two young lawyers should not be friends, even if they have to take opposite sides in a lawsuit?" "No," replied the governor slowly. "Then I'll lay the whole thing before you, and let you tell me what you think of it." "Have a cigar while we talk," broke in Vandecar, offering Everett his case.
"Mother, Mother!" she stumbled, "oh, I want her, Sister Ann! I want her! Will you take me to her? She's sweet and and mine!" She made the last statement in a low voice directly to Vandecar. "Yes, and I'm your father, Fledra," he whispered. He longed for her to be glad in him longed now as never before. Fledra's eyes sought Cronk's. He had forgotten her; Katherine alone held his attention.
Vandecar awoke, calmer and with ready faith to acknowledge that she believed he would accomplish his task. At her own request, he brought their tiny baby. "Will you see Katherine, too, Fledra," ventured Vandecar. "The poor child hasn't slept much, and she can't be persuaded to eat." Misery, deep and pathetic, flashed in the blue eyes Mrs. Vandecar raised to his.
Did Horace tell you where they lived?" "Yes, near Ithaca somewhere. I think he said they had a shanty on Cayuga Lake." "One of the squatters?" "Yes." "I remember very well," remarked Mrs. Vandecar after a moment's thought, "when I went to Ithaca with Ann Shellington, and Horace and Everett were graduated from the university, that we went up the lake in Brimbecomb's yacht.
"Dear child, dear heart," murmured Ann, "your faith is greater than mine! Katherine Vandecar is a saint, and and so are you, Fledra." "No, I'm not." The girl dropped her eyes and flushed deeply. "Oh, but Fledra, you are!" Then a new thought entered Ann's mind, and she hesitated before she continued. "Fledra, will you tell me something about Mr. Brimbecomb?
Have you ever seen them, Mr. Vandecar?" "No." "If you had, then you would agree with me. The fact is, your wife thinks the way I do, but would not help me because you were pledged to Horace. Your influence over him is great, and I should like to keep this out of court, if possible. Mrs. Vandecar was rather exercised over Ann."
Then Scraggy's spirit, which had ever sought her lover and her son, took flight out into the vast expanse of the universe, to find Everett and Lem. Governor Vandecar bent over his wife. "Darling," he murmured, "I have brought you back your other baby. Won't you turn and look at her?"
"Yes, Sir," replied the conductor; "but you'd better take this lantern it's sure dark down by that lake, Sir. And you can signal me with the light." Ann and Katherine clasped hands, and, aided by the light which Vandecar held high, slowly followed him. So stern did the tall man seem in the deep gloom that neither girl spoke to him as they stumbled down the hill.
"But you must admit, boy, that a girl who will make a hospital of her home, who will wear out her strength for two little strangers, has the heart of Christ in her." "I admit her goodness," said Everett slowly, "or I should not want her for my wife. But you can't blame me when I say that I desire her to be herself again." Mrs. Vandecar rose. "Well, come in to dinner, and we can still talk.
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