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Into Asher's clear gray eyes, that for all the years had held the vision of the wide, pathless prairies redeemed to fruitfulness, there was a vision now of the big things with which the twentieth century must cope. The work of a generation younger than his own. "Don't forget two things, Thaine, when you are fairly started in this campaign. First, that wars do not last forever.
"No, he's in Kansas," Thaine said. "Oh, that's right next door to heaven, but I can't go just yet. There's too much doing here," the little bugler declared as he hurried away. Young as he was, Little Kemper was the busiest member of the regiment. Life with him was a continual "doing" and he did it joyously and well. "There's something doing here."
Virginia remembered afterward the doctor's strong handclasp and the steady gaze of his dark eyes and the pathos of his voice as he bade her good-by. But she did not note these then, for at that moment Thaine came down the walk with his father, and in the sorrow of parting with her son she had no mind for other things. Dreary rains filled up the first days of May.
But, Todd," Thaine went on enthusiastically, "if you meet a man on this campground with the face of a gentleman, the manners of a soldier, a smile like sunshine after a dull day in February, and a, well a sort of air about him that makes you feel he's your friend and that doing a kind act is the only thing a fellow should ever think of doing that's Lieutenant Alford.
You can tell me the result Sunday if you want to." Leigh did not reply, but gratitude in the violet eyes made words unnecessary. On the Sabbath after the party, Thaine Aydelot waited at the church door for Jo Bennington, who loitered out slowly, chatting the while with Todd Stewart. "Let me take you home, Jo. I see your carriage will be full with the company you will have today," Thaine said.
He leaned forward and took her hands in his own, his dark eyes, beautiful with the light of love, looking down into hers, his face aglow with the ambition of undisciplined youth. "Let me help you," he pleaded. "It is only sympathy you offer, Thaine, and I don't want sympathy. You said that game wouldn't win with Jo. Neither would it with me. I am happy in my work. I'm not afraid of it.
He hasn't always been successful in business ventures, but he's always been honest. He has nothing to blush for, nothing to keep hidden. I know we'll win now, for that writing of Foster Dwight Coburn's is true. Don't try to discourage me, Thaine," she looked up with shining eyes. "You are a silent little subsoiler yourself, Leigh, doing your work effectually. Of course you'll win, you brave girl.
You will go down to town and take charge of the Shirley House at once, or go to work as a hired hand here. But remember this: from the day you marry a Thaine of Virginia you are no longer my son. Family ties, family honor, respect for your forefathers forbid it." He rose without more words, and went into the house. Then came the mother's part.
And withal Thaine Aydelot was very proud and unaccustomed to being denied what he chose to want very much. "Leigh, will you do two things for me?" he asked at length. The sad, quiet tone was unlike Thaine Aydelot. "If I can," Leigh answered. "First, will you promise me that if you want me you will send for me. If you ever find oh, Leigh, ever is such a long word.
"Leighlie, you can't do it. You might pay interest maybe, year in and year out, the gnawing, wearing interest. That's all you'd do even with your hens and butter. Don't undertake the burden." "I've already done it," Leigh declared. "Throw it up. You can't make it," Thaine urged. "I know I can," Leigh maintained stoutly. "You can't." "I can." "How?" Thaine queried hopelessly.
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