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Chapter 21
He’llthenbeonmyside—ofwhichyouseetheimportance.Ifnothingcomes,Ishallonlyfail,andyouwill,attheworst,havehelpedmebydoing,onyourarrivalintown,whateveryoumayhavefoundpossible.”SoIputitbeforeher,butshecontinuedforalittlesoinscrutablyembarrassedthatIcameagaintoheraid.“Unless,indeed,”Iwoundup,“youreallywantnottogo.”
Icouldseeit,inherface,atlastclearitself;sheputoutherhandtomeasapledge.“I’llgo—I’llgo.I’llgothismorning.”
Iwantedtobeveryjust.“Ifyoushouldwishstilltowait,Iwouldengagesheshouldn’tseeme.”
“No,no:it’stheplaceitself.Shemustleaveit.”Sheheldmeamomentwithheavyeyes,thenbroughtouttherest.“Youridea’stherightone.Imyself,miss—”
“Well?”
“Ican’tstay.”
Thelookshegavemewithitmademejumpatpossibilities.“Youmeanthat,sinceyesterday,youhaveseen—?”
Sheshookherheadwithdignity.“I’veheard—!”
“Heard?”
“Fromthatchild—horrors!There!”shesighedwithtragicrelief.“Onmyhonor,miss,shesaysthings—!”Butatthisevocationshebrokedown;shedropped,withasuddensob,uponmysofaand,asIhadseenherdobefore,gavewaytoallthegriefofit.
ItwasquiteinanothermannerthatI,formypart,letmyselfgo.“Oh,thankGod!”
Shesprangupagainatthis,dryinghereyeswithagroan.“‘ThankGod’?”
“Itsojustifiesme!”
“Itdoesthat,miss!”
Icouldn’thavedesiredmoreemphasis,butIjusthesitated.
