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Hysteria might, in all the circumstances, be forgiven her. Then they came back to the imminent question. "I'll tell her when I do up her room," she faltered. "All right. I'll give you all the time in the world. But she must be told I'm here unless you wish me to tell her myself." Withrow went out to smoke.
Bring Withrow and me together, and I'll tell him tell him, yes, and throw him through the door afterward if he denies it. This woman is enough of a woman to want Maurice Maurice with nothing at all before Withrow with all he's got and all he can get her or give her and she's clever enough to come pretty near getting what she wants. And now, Miss Foster, suppose you think it over.
In view of the reputation of Wesley Marrs and Ohlsen and O'Donnell and their vessels, we could not understand the confidence of Withrow and his people in Sam Hollis. He had a great vessel nobody doubted it. But it was doubted by many if she was the equal of some of the others, and few believed she was better.
Maurice had no family to think of, and it must have been a blow to him not to get so fine a vessel as the Fred Withrow after he had been promised and had set his heart on it. And then to see her go to a man like Sam Hollis! and with the prospect of not getting another until a man like Withrow felt like saying you could.
They meant to go up in the autumn after their marriage, but the cottage burned to the ground before they got back from Europe. I do not know that they have ever been, or whether they ever will go, now. There are still a few exotic places that Kathleen Withrow has not seen, and Habakkuk can wait. After all, the years are very brief in Habakkuk's sight.
Mother Withrow, it is true, had not yielded to the general weakness, and stood at the kitchen table scraping the frying-pan in a resounding way that might have interfered with the matin hymn of a weaker-lunged man than Lysander.
She had recovered her professional crispness. In the wide door she stopped. "It's a pity," she said irrelevantly, "that she can't see how lovely this is." Then she started for the house. "I believe you," muttered Withrow under his breath. In five minutes the nurse came back, breathless, half-running. Arnold got up from the chopping-block, startled.
Sidney Boleyn, Gustavus A. Newman, Dan Beebe, A. E. Hedbeck, Morrill Withrow, and Jenner Chance, have been most earnest in their championship of our cause.
She pulled herself together, with a little shake of self-disgust. "You'll do nothing of the sort. I'll attend to her until I go. It has been a long strain, and, contrary to custom, I've had no time off. I'll telegraph to the Registry myself. And if I can't manage until then, I'll resign my profession." She spoke with sturdy shame. "That's better." Withrow approved her. "I'm awfully obliged.
Many women, in her case, would have jumped at Withrow for the sake of getting away. But she was so steeped in her type that she couldn't. She wouldn't have married him before; and she wasn't going to marry him for the sake of living in New York. She would have been ashamed to. A few of us who knew blamed her. I didn't, really, though I had always suspected that she cared for him personally.
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