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Updated: June 3, 2025
"Thank you," she said, and went below. "That's over," said Lund, letting out whatever emotions he might have repressed in a long breath. "Now, then, trim ship! Watch-off, get below. We're goin' to drive her for all she's worth." He took the wheel himself as the men jumped to the sheets and soon Lund was getting every foot of possible speed out of the schooner.
His chivalry had spoken not his heart. And his thoughts strayed back to California. The other girl, Diana though she was, would never, in almost one breath, have shot and kissed the man she loved. A lingering vision of Peggy Simms' beauty as she had gone to Lund remained and faded. "Lund's right," he told himself. "She's not of my breed."
But Rainey sensed that he was making a mistake. He was letting Lund go too far. The men were listening to Lund, and he knew that the giant was talking for a specific purpose. Just to what end he could not guess. The big booming voice held them, while it lashed them. "Equal to me? Bah! I'm a man. Yo're a lot of fools. Talk about me bein' blind. It was ice-blink got me.
It was during his vacation after the year at Lund that Linnæus made a catalogue of the plants in his father's garden at Stenbrohult that shows us the country parson as no mean botanist himself; for in the list, which is preserved in the Academy of Sciences at Stockholm, are no less than two hundred and twenty-four kinds of plants.
There were moods which Peggy Simms turned to him for sharing, but there was scant time in the waking hours for love-making, or even its consideration. Lund was centered on one achievement, the gold harvest. He ordered the girl with the rest; there were even times when he reprimanded her, while Rainey burned with the resentment she apparently did not share.
Lund saw at once that another rod would have plunged horse and man into the Gulf; the ice-fields had parted, and the boats and their occupants were floating away at the mercy of the winds and waves. "Let's see," said Lund; "the wind is nor'-east, and the tide will set them in some, too.
"I would adopt him as my son," said Rothman; "but I love him so much that I am going to separate him from me. My roots have struck deep in the soil: I am like the human trees told of by Dante; but the boy can go on!" And so Rothman sent him along to the University of Lund, with letters to another doctor still more cranky than himself.
There were times when he felt that she did not consider that he measured up to her gages, and he would strive to change the atmosphere, to dominate the situation in which Lund was the greater figure of the two men. The rivalry that Lund had suggested between them as regards the girl, Rainey felt almost thrust upon him.
Lund sat with folded arms, his great body relaxed. Now that the table was set, the cards all dealt, and the first play about to be made, the giant shed his tenseness. Even his grim face softened a trifle. He seemed to regard the affair with a certain amount of humor, coupled with the zest of a gambler who loves the game whether the stakes are for death or dollars.
"He thinks that dad deserted him. And the doctor, who might have saved him, is dead. My God, what shall I do? What shall I do?" Rainey found himself murmuring some attempts at consolation, a defense of Lund. "You too?" she said with a contempt that, unmerited as it was, stung Rainey to the quick. "You are on his side. Oh!" She wheeled into her father's room and shut the door.
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