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"Well, the Green Imp's beginning to show traces of her age, but her successor will be no aristocrat of this type. I'd rather drive myself and freeze my face to a granite image than be transported in cotton-wool, like this." Leaver and Ellen laughed at his expression. "Of course you would," Leaver agreed.
I look as if there wasn't much of anything I couldn't do, including playing leading man in a melodrama eh?" "She has caught the personality, cleverly enough," Leaver commented, looking over Burns's shoulder. "I rather think, though," mused Burns, "that I don't look so much as if there wasn't anything I couldn't do as that I thought there wasn't. There's a difference, Jack, eh?
"If you want to sit here, Dr. Leaver, I might run across and bring the book we are reading. Would you like to hear a chapter?" "Thank you, not to-night. It's a great book, and stirs the blood with its attempt to tell the story of a war whose real story can never be told by any one, no matter what skill the historian brings to the telling. But I'm not in the mood for it to-night.
"Cinderella isn't due at home till the clock strikes twelve," he whispered. "Besides, the Prince isn't in his usual form to-night. He may need her services as nurse at any minute, judging by his appearance." That sent her back into the room, as he knew it would. It was, for her, a wonderfully interesting hour which followed, for Dr. Leaver and Mrs.
Within herself Ellen understood the truth, which she had long ago guessed. And with it came a fresh revelation. This was the reason why Amy Mathewson could see, unmoved, the departure of Leaver, who had been so closely thrown with her all that strange summer.
"If you will pardon me," he said, "I will go and see how she is." He left the room, and the wife of the Spanish Ambassador turned to her companion with a sigh. "So devot he is, no?" she murmured. "You Eenglish, you have the fire undere the ice. He lover his wife very moocho when he leaver the dinner. And she lover him too, no?" "I don't know," said the Englishman to whom she spoke.
One doesn't often find a woman capable of taking the part, but, when one is, she is like a second brain to the operator. Well, I'll soon release you. I don't need to be coddled now, though it's very pleasant. I shall remember these walks and talks and hours with books. If one must be disabled, it's much to be looked after by one who seems a friend." "But Dr Leaver! " She spoke in some alarm.
She took away the plate, left him for a few minutes alone among the photographs, and returned. "It is quite all right, I think, Dr. Leaver," she said, "and the agony is over. You are leaving town to-day?" He rose. "I go to-night. I should have come to say good-bye, in any case, but, as I go out to Sunny Farm for one more look at the boy, I must be off. So I'll make this the good-bye."
John Leaver came and went upon errands, never seeing Charlotte alone, but making no effort to do so, conveying to her by his look or the grasp of his hand the comradeship which she felt more convincingly with every passing hour. His personality seemed somehow as vital and stirring as the course of a clear stream in a desert place.
He had come upon an unexpected complication one undreamed of by himself or the consulting surgeons. "You know " said Leaver. Burns nodded, emphatically. "You bet I know," said he, and his hand came again upon Leaver's, and stayed there. Leaver went on again, slowly. Instant decision had been necessary, instant action.
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