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"Why 'poor Dennie, Victor? Her father had nothing more for him, here, except disgrace. The tribute paid him at his funeral would have been forever withheld, if he had lived a day longer, and he died sure of Dennie's future." Elinor spoke gently. "Who told you all this, Elinor?" Victor asked. "Professor Burgess, when he showed me the diamond ring Dennie is to wear tomorrow." "Dennie, a diamond!
"Where do you do your dreaming today?" "A crowd of us are going down the river to the Kickapoo Corral. I must make the cakes yet this morning," she answered. "Good enough Can't I do something for you? Do you need a chaperon?" the Dean queried, smilingly. "Professor Burgess is to be our chaperon. He is all we can look after." Dennie's gray eyes danced, but she was serious a moment later. "Dr.
Bug told her my picture was on the table in there. But so long as her father lived, she kept her counsel." "I tried four years ago to get Dr. Fenneben to come out here," Dennie said. And the Dean remembered the autumn holiday and Dennie's solicitude for an unknown woman.
"Elinor has all these without working for them," Vincent thought. Then for no reason at all his mind leaped to Dennie's father and his own vow on the stormy night in October. "What would you do if your father were taken from you, Miss Dennie?" he asked. "I've always had to depend on myself somewhat. I would keep on, I suppose." Dennie looked up bravely. Her father was her joy and her shame.
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