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Updated: June 7, 2025
"Lanse, if the furnace runs all night with the draught on, your fire will be burned out in the morning, and it will take an extra amount of coal to get it started again." "Where's Jeff? He must be told about " "Put mother's overshoes to warm." "I have left two hundred dollars to your credit at the bank, Lansing, and I " "Lanse, did you telephone for " "Where did Celia put the "
Charlotte suddenly wriggled out from under the caressing hand, and in half a dozen quick movements was out of the room. They had all had a vision of brilliant wet eyes, flushing cheeks, and red, rebellious mouth. "Poor child!" murmured Celia. "She thinks we find her of no use." "She is rather a scatterbrain," Lanse observed.
"Of course we're horribly out of practice and all that," explained Lanse, distributing scores, and helping to prop up Celia so that she might try to play, "but since you insist we'll give you all you'll want in a very few minutes. Here's your flute, Uncle Ray. If you'll play along with Celia it will help out." It was not so bad, after all.
Justin followed Jeff out of the room, and Jeff broke away from this younger brother and hastened to rap a familiar, comforting signal of comradeship on Charlotte's locked door. Left alone, Lanse and Celia looked at each other. "Well, old girl " began Lansing, gently. "O Lanse!" breathed Celia. He patted her shoulder. "Bear up, dear. It's tough to give up college for a year "
And even though Lanse makes a lawyer, like father, he may need to get out of the automobile he'll have some day, and crawl under it and make it over inside before he can go on." Celia laughed, and went to call the rest of the family from their beds, early hours having now perforce become the habit of the Birch family.
If you hadn't come we should probably have gone drudging on all winter without realising what was the matter with us. No wonder poor Lanse appreciates it. He's had a month of hard labour without an enlivening hour. And Charlotte doesn't she look like a fresh carnation to-night?"
Doctor Churchill shook hands warmly and went down the steps. "I will come over for a minute about ten o'clock," he added, "to make sure that Miss Birch is resting as quietly as we can hope for to-night." Lanse watched the broad-shouldered, erect figure cross the lawn and disappear in the office door of the old house near by; then he turned.
"I'm sorry it hurts you, dear," she said, "but it stops the blood when I press this way, and I'm sure that's better for you. The doctor will be here soon, and I think I'd better hold it till he comes." Lanse nodded again, his brows contracting with pain, not only from the pressure upon the wound, but from the reaction from the blow which had caused it.
Fields not to telephone, unless it were a matter of absolute necessity, so I'm pretty sure of not being disturbed." They found supper laid on the piazza, and enjoyed it with keen appetites. Afterward they spent an hour drifting on the river, followed by a long and delightful evening on the lawn at the river bank. Celia and Lanse picked the strings of violin and viola, and the others sang.
"Why should I do that?" "Jeff did, and I didn't dare tell Lanse." "If you hadn't brought the baby home," whispered the doctor, "I should have."
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