Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-01-29
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eavesdropping" she said. in voice that
was very low but clear.
why. Clem!" said ]. Y, gravely
Glenn looked around on the four men.
She did not seem afraid. Unconscously
they waited for her to go on, and she did.
Mr.. Colllngeford was telling about Alan.
heard Charley say he was going to. I
shal always eavesdrop when any one
tells about Alan"
For second her auditors were stunned
by the audacity. Collingeford's face was
the first TO light up and his hand came
down on the table with bang. Bully
for YOU, young uni" he cried, and his
clear laugh could he heard on the lawn.
Before It was over the Judge Joined In,
the Captain grunted his merrlest grunt
and j. Y. patted Clem's shoulder and
smiled.
Glenn was OF the salt OF the earth among
womankind-the kind that waits TO weep
till the battle Is over and then becomes a
thousand times more dear in her weak
ness.
tears and now they Jumped the barrier
just as Nance rushed In and cried, What
are you all laughing at?' Then she
caught sight of Glen. From her she
looked around on the men. You four big,
hullting brutcs" she said. "Come to me,
Glen, you darling. What have they been
doing to you? There, there, don't cry.
Men are silly things. What II they did
laugh at your"
Glen was sobblng on Nance's shoulder.
ut isn't that" she gasped. II don't
-mind-that! But Mr. Collingeford ca
called me n young one"
The three gray-hcads kept their faces
with difficulty. Colllngeford leaped to
his feet. MY dear young lady-Ntiss
.Ig- Ha go ny,,t,, .al tsFY,,s tynr
now! 1 didn't mean it. Swear I didn't.
I'll do anything II you'll only stop cry
ing. DO stop and listen to me. I'll
grovel."
1t took him an hour to make his peace.
CHAPTER XIV
NEANY they were who drank at tho
lVl fountain of hospitality in Maple
House, and to all quiet Mrs. ]. Y held
out the measured cup of welcome with
impartial hand. But once in n while one
came who made the rare appeal to the
heart. Such one was Collingeford. For
all his wanderings, his roughing and his
occasional repression to city drawing
rooms and ultra-country houses Collnge-
ford fitted into the Hil-he belonged.
on Sunday night they were gathered on
the lawn, all but Clem, who sat at the
piano beside an open window and poured
hor rirl's voice out over the rIppling KEYS,
Her voice was thin and clear like a
mountain brook hurrying over pebbles
and like the brook it held the promise
Of coming fulness.
CoIIinrerord sal hv Mrs. !. Y. n little
apart from the others. They had not
talked. Mrs. / Y. broke n long silence
when she said. IN a full. low voice that
somehovv related N CIem's thin trill
1--WE aro ver,. G,,iet bore
Col,IngasorJ looked thouubtfulIv at his
,y,owint ciror-end "Tho hest norts of
iife arc o,,iet ;, he answered.
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