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Updated: June 24, 2025
And Elinor Wream, forgetful of the Wream family rank, forgetful of her tacit consent to Uncle Joshua's wishes, forgetful of Vincent Burgess and his heritage of culture, beautiful Elinor Wream, with her starry eyes, and cheeks of peach-blossom pink, put out her hands to Victor Burleigh, who took them eagerly. "Let me hold them a minute," he said, softly.
It shall stay here, and Dr. Lloyd Fenneben, Dean of Sunrise, and acting-Dean Vincent Burgess, A.B., Professor of Greek, and Victor Burleigh, Valedictorian, who goes East to a professorship in Harvard, and to the ministry of the gospel later on all you mighty men of valor will know how little Norrie Wream cares for money, except as it can make the world better and happier.
How could he measure Dennie's life-discipline in self-control and loving bravery? "Elinor was heavy on Wream's conscience," Vincent went on, "because he and her father, Dr. Nathan Wream, took the fortune to endow colleges and university chairs that should have been hers from her mother's estate. You see, Dennie, there was no wrong in the plan. Elinor would be provided for by me.
"I have some good news." She turned to the young man beside her. "You know the Wreams have made a life business of endowing colleges. Well, I am a Wream by blood, and tomorrow, oh, Victor, tomorrow, I, too, have the opportunity of a lifetime. I'm going to endow Sunrise." He looked at her in amazement. "Oh, it's clear enough," she exclaimed. "It was my money that built Sunrise.
"You know you are not," Elinor insisted, "and I've always thought it was a beautiful thing for a big grown man like you to care for a little orphan boy. All the girls think so, too." Burleigh looked down at her gratefully. "I thought once in fact, I was told once that my care for him was sufficient reason why I should let all the girls alone, most of all why I should not think of Elinor Wream."
I have funds in trust for Bug Buler, and I come to ask you to take his legal guardianship for me." And then he told his own life story. "So the heroism shifts to you as well. I can picture the cost to a man like yourself," the Dean said. "Have you no record of Bug's father and mother?" "None but the record given by Dr. Wream. They are dead," Burleigh replied.
And of the compact with Joshua Wream and of Norrie he told nothing. "Three days ago I did not know that you could be heir to this property," he concluded. "I've been interested in books and have left legal matters to those who controlled them for me." He rose hastily, for Burleigh, saying nothing, was looking at him with wide-open brown eyes that seemed to look straight into his soul.
Wream and I made a compact before I came West. It seemed fair to me then. By its terms I was assured, first, of my right to certain funds my father held in trust. It was Wream who secured these rights for me. Second, I was to succeed to his chair in Harvard if I proved worthy in Sunrise.
Entrapped and bewildered, Vic felt cautiously about; but the only certain things were the straight bluff overhanging the flood, and the cavernous way leading downward; while the same deluge that was keeping Vincent Burgess storm-staid on the veranda of the Saxon House, was beating mercilessly down on Elinor Wream. "We can't stay here and be threshed to pieces," Vic cried.
"Across the river with Miss Wream. They were cut off by the deep water," Vincent answered. A quick change from drunkenness to sober sense leaped into Bond Saxon's eyes. "Across the river! Great God!" Then sternly, with a grim set of jaw, he commanded: "You go home! If you dare to say a word, I'll kill you. If you try to follow me, he'll kill you. Go home! I 'm going over there, if I die for it."
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