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Before long I must return to the old strenuous life, so I wish to make the most of my present opportunities." "I understand." No further reference was made to the letter or to Colonel Weatherby. They talked of other things for a while and when Miss Lord went away there seemed to exist at least upon the surface the same friendly relations that had formerly prevailed between them.
We told her you had gone hunting." "May I see her now? Who is with her?" "Jim. He has been so good." The admission was wrung shortly from her rigid honesty, and there was no visible softening of her grim reserve, when, entering the house with Christopher, she found herself presently beside Jim Weatherby, who was chatting merrily in Mrs. Blake's room.
I shall leave you to consider on this offer; and pray remember, that your union with Miss Weatherby will put it in your power to be more liberally the friend of Lucy Eldridge." The old gentleman walked in a stately manner out of the room; and Temple stood almost petrified with astonishment, contempt, and rage.
"I went with Jim Weatherby, Christopher," she said slowly, "and I'm not ashamed of it." The admission wrung a short groan from Cynthia, who stood twisting her gingham apron tightly about her fingers. "Oh, Lila, who was his grandfather?" she cried.
"So I thought, of course, that he and my mother were with you." "No; they did not come here. Colonel Weatherby arranged for me to forward your letters, which I did as soon as they arrived." "Oh; then you know his address?" "I do not.
Put what medicines you have in the cart; I'll take them over to the old fool." "Good Lord!" said Tom, and mechanically got out of his blue jean clothes. "Now don't be a downright ass, Christopher," put in Jim Weatherby. "You've got your mother on your hands, you know, and what under heaven have you to do with Uncle Isam?
That afternoon Jim Weatherby came to see him, bringing the news that Lila's baby had come and that she had named it Christopher. "It's the living image of you, she says," he added, smiling; "but I confess I can't quite see it. The funny part is, you know, that Cynthia is just as crazy about it as Lila is, and she looks ten years younger since the little chap came." "And Uncle Tucker?"
But he hadn't coughed for some time, and Drew began to hope. If he could have a quiet day or two here, he might be all right. Or else the surgeon could send him along on one of the wagons for the sick and wounded the wagons already on the move south. If the doctor would certify that Boyd was ill.... Weatherby was busily shredding the wood-hard beef into the pot of water.
With an abrupt nod to Jacob, he went out of the tobacco barn and along the little path to the road. He had barely reached the gate, however, when Jim Weatherby ran after him with the horseshoes, and offered eagerly to come over in the morning and see that the gray mare was properly shod. "I'm handy at that kind of thing, you know," he explained, with a blush.
Irene, reflecting upon the interview, decided that while she had admitted more than was wise she had stopped short of exposing the truth about Colonel Weatherby. The letter was safely hidden, now. She defied even Miss Lord to find it. If she could manage to control her tongue, hereafter, the secret was safe in her possession.
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