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And Zora sat above them on a high rich-scented pile of logs. Her senses slept save her sleepless eyes. Amid a silence she saw in the little grove that still stood, the cabin of Elspeth tremble, sigh, and disappear, and with it flew some spirit of evil. Then she looked down to the new edge of the swamp, by the old lagoon, and saw Bles Alwyn standing there.
That's how I came to love guns." "By why should that pain you, my dear Septimus?" asked Zora. "They said I was incompetent," he murmured, brokenly, "and took away my commission. The colonel said I was a disgrace to the service." Clem Sypher smote the arm of his chair and started up in his wrath. "By heavens! I'll make the blundering idiot eat his words.
Emmy sat on the fender stool, as she had done when Septimus had told her the story, and repeated it for Zora's benefit. "You say he sent for Septimus this morning?" said Zora in a low voice. "Do you think he knows about you two?" "It is possible that he guesses," replied Emmy, to whom Hégisippe Cruchot's indiscretion had been reported. "Septimus has not told him."
When school-time came there was not yet money enough, for cotton-picking was not far advanced. Yet Zora would take no money from Bles, and worked earnestly away. Meantime there occurred to the boy the momentous question of clothes. Had Zora thought of them? He feared not. She knew little of clothes and cared less.
She seemed to feel rather than hear his presence, and she inquired softly: "Who's it, Bles?" "The mother of God," he answered reverently. "And why does she hold a lily?" "It stands for purity she was a good woman." "With a baby," Zora added slowly. "Yes " said Bles, and then more quickly "It is the Christ Child God's baby." "God is the father of all the little babies, ain't He, Bles?"
"Worked out, and not worth five dollars an acre!" snapped the Colonel. But he did not propose to hand Maxwell a thousand dollars. "Now, see here, I'll treat you as well as anybody, and you know it." "I believe so, sir," acknowledged Zora in a tone that brought a sudden keen glance from Taylor; but her face was a mask. "I reckon I'll make the bargain." "All right.
"People in hell don't forget," was the matter-of-fact comment. "And, Zora, what way do you seek? The way where?" Zora sat up in bed, and lifted a gray and stricken face. "It's a lie," she cried, with hoarse earnedstness, "the way nowhere. There is no Way! You know I want him I want nothing on earth but him and him I can't ever have." The older woman drew her down tenderly.
"I'll be in good time for the four o'clock," said Septimus. "This is the way I generally travel. I told you." He rose, swayed a bit, and put his hand on the table to steady himself. "I'll go and wait at the station. Then I'll be sure to catch it. You see I must go." "But why?" cried Zora. "Wiggleswick's letter. The house has been burnt down and everything in it.
Why had he not known not seen before! "Zora, come right out of this! Sit down here and rest." She looked at him unwaveringly; there was no flinching of her spirit. "I sha'n't do it," she said. "You'se working, and I'se going to work." "But Zora you're not used to such work, and I am. You're tired out." "So is you," was her reply.
"You have the right of friendship," said Zora, "to claim my interest in your hopes and fears, and that I've given you and shall always give you. But beyond that, as you say, you have no right." He rose, with a laugh. "I know. It's as logical as a proposition of Euclid. But all the same I feel I have a higher right, beyond any logic.
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