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He's been planning it for weeks and weeks. He's going to be a missionary and he'll never come back again and and there is so much for me to do when he is gone. He has been such a kind helper all these years. His refined taste has meant so much to me in the study of painting, and I need him now." Thaine gave a low whistle of surprise.
I got the idea out of a Coburn book last winter," Leigh replied. "You mean the State Agricultural Report of Secretary Coburn? Funny place to hunt for inspiration; queer gospel, I'd say," Thaine declared. "Why didn't you go to the census report of 1890, or Radway's Ready Relief Almanac, or the Unabridged Dictionary?" "All right, you despiser of small things.
Outside the city the Boxers massed in numbers. Inside more than a hundred thousand waited the coming of hardly more than one-tenth of their number. No wonder they felt secure behind their centuries-old walls. Thaine Aydelot was accustomed to sleeping tentless on the ground and to being beaten by rains. He was a sound sleeper and he was very weary. But tonight he could not sleep.
In its reflected light, softened by twilight shadows, Leigh made a picture herself that an artist might love to paint. She turned away at his words, and a quiver of pain swept her face as Thaine leaned toward her eagerly. "Oh, Leigh, I wasn't joking. You are so unlike anybody else." He broke off suddenly.
"Good for Jennie," Thaine broke in, but Leigh hurried on. "I always knew she meant to do it, and that was one reason why I sent you away. I wouldn't have your money and I felt if you knew you wouldn't ask me for fear I'd think Oh, money you don't earn or inherit squarely is such a grief," Leigh paused.
He doesn't need me now, for he goes to do a big work, and I stay here to do a big work." "Out of love for me alone?" Thaine asked affectionately, throwing one arm about Horace Carey's shoulder. "No, not you alone," Carey answered frankly, "but because something in your face always reminds me of a face I loved long ago. Of one for whose sake I have cared for you here.
Thaine recalled a stormy night when Jo had clung to his arm to the danger of both of them and the frightened horse he could hardly control. "No, I'm not afraid. I just don't like being blown about. I am glad I happened to find you, to be blown about, too, if it's necessary," Leigh replied. "'Happened' is a good word, Leigh.
The very nicest of the crowd." Leigh's eyes were shining now. "But I've refused him," she added. "Who was it?" "Thaine Aydelot, and I refused because it was good taste for me to do it. If it's his last day at home and oh, I forget what I was going to say." "I wish you wouldn't make a joke of it, anyhow. Tell me why you are so unkind to an old neighbor and lifelong pal," Thaine insisted.
My surgeon isn't equal to the Philippines either, nor the Ephesians, nor Colossians, and he's going back to some fort in the mountains. Who do you s'pose will take his place? Now, who?" "How should I know? Seeing I've got to get this regiment off, I have to leave the hospital corps to you. Who is it?" Thaine asked. "Dr. Horace Carey, M.D.!" Todd replied. "You don't mean it!" Thaine gasped.
"He will get over it, I'm sure," Jo insisted. "Why should the first generation here weight us all down here, too? I hope you'll not give up to your father. I wouldn't," Jo said defiantly. "Did you ever give up to him?" Thaine asked. "No, he gives up to me." The words were too sweetly said to seem harsh. "I don't blame him," Thaine added.
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