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Something in Williams perhaps it was his failure to meet his enemy's eyes alarmed Dic's suspicions, and for a moment he feared treachery at the hands of his morose foe; but he dismissed the thought as unworthy, and opening the gate started up the river path, taking the lead.
The question of who should bear the blame did not enter into Dic's perturbed cogitations. He took it all upon his own broad shoulders, and did not seek to hide his sin under the cloak of that poor extenuation, "she did tempt me." Those were the only conclusions he could reach. His keen remorse was the result of his sin; and while he pitied Sukey, he did not trust her.
When you are eighteen but that will be almost a year from now I will take you home with me. Do not fear. Give me your love, and trust to me for the rest." "Now I feel safe," she cried, snatching up Dic's hand. "You are stronger than mother. I saw that the evening before you left, when we were all on the porch and you spoke up so bravely to her.
"He's nothing to me simply a friend." So the conversation would run, and Sukey, by judicious fishing, caught a minnow now and then. During the latter days of Dic's convalescence, Sukey paid a visit to her friend Rita, and the girls from Blue attracted the beaux of the capital city in great numbers.
When Tom entered the room where Rita was doing her best to entertain Williams, she said, "I thought you were going to see Sukey?" "Dic's there," answered Tom, and Rita's white face grew whiter. Tom started toward the back door on his way to the kitchen, where his father and mother were sitting, and Rita said, pleadingly: "Don't go, Tom; stay here with us. Please do."
"But you will be guided by your mother and me, will you not, Rita?" Despite fears of her mother, the girl buried her face on Dic's breast, and entwining her arms about his neck whispered: "I will be guided by you." Dic then arose and said: "It may be that Doug is not dead. I will take one of your horses, Mrs. Bays, and ride to town for Dr. Kennedy."
Sukey's words had, for a moment, tickled his vanity, an easy task for a pretty woman with any man, but they had gone no deeper than his vanity, which, in Dic's case, was not very deep. Such an hour as our young friends spent upon the ciphering log would amply compensate for the trouble of living a very long life.
And without interest! Jove! I say it was beautiful. Had she wanted your liver, I suppose you would have thanked her for accepting it. She is a wonder." These remarks opened Dic's eyes and convinced him that the New York trip had not effaced all traces of unsophistication.
Dic knelt by Rita's bed and kissed her hands, her eyes, her lips. His caresses were the best of all restoratives, and when Mrs. Bays returned, Rita was sitting on the edge of the bed, Dic's arm supporting her and her head resting on his shoulder. Mrs. Bays came slowly toward them.
She longed with all her heart to drop it behind Dic; but, fearing the wrath of her friends, she concluded to choose the man least apt to arouse antagonism in Dic's breast. She would choose one whom he knew she despised, and would trust to luck and her swift little feet to take her around the circle before the dropee could catch her.
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