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Grant led her into the whim-room, where the boy still slept soundly, and drew aside the blinds that the morning light might fall about him. Phyllis bent over the child. "Isn't he dear?" she said, and stooped and kissed his lips. Then she stood up and looked for what seemed to Grant a very long time at the panorama of grandeur that stretched away to the westward.
Then he led him to the whim-room, turned down the white sheets in which no form had ever lain and placed the boy between them, snuggled his teddy down by his side and set his knife properly in view upon the dresser. And then he leaned down again and kissed the little face, and whispered, "Good night, little boy; God keep you safe to-night, and always."
"I see you know something of Eastern flowers," she had said, and he fancied he had caught a note of banter or was it inquiry? in her voice. Then, with another abrupt change of subject, she had made him describe his house on the hill. But he had said nothing of the whim-room. "I must go," he had exclaimed at length. "I left the horses tied in the field." "So you must.
He led her into the whim-room and turned up the lamp. The lad was sleeping soundly, his teddy-bear clasped in his arms, his little pink and white face serene under the magic skies of slumberland. Grant expected that Zen would throw herself upon the child in her agitation, but she did not. She drew her fingers gently across his brow, then, turning to Grant,
The wind, which had gone down so suddenly, sprang up again, buffeting the house as it rushed by with the storm. Grant stood in the whim-room, in the dim light of the lamp turned low, and watched the steady breathing of his little guest with as much anxiety as if some dread disease threatened him.
"I supposed you would use a tractor." "Not this time. I can admire a piece of machinery, but I can't love it. I can love horses." "You'll be housing them in the whim-room," Linder remarked dryly, and had to jump to escape the hammer which his chief shied at him. But the plowing was really a great experience.
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