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Chapter 23
ButIhope,”hethrewin,“youdon’tparticularlymind!”
“Havingtodowithyou?”Iasked.“Mydearchild,howcanIhelpminding?ThoughI’verenouncedallclaimtoyourcompany—you’resobeyondme—Iatleastgreatlyenjoyit.WhatelseshouldIstayonfor?”
Helookedatmemoredirectly,andtheexpressionofhisface,gravernow,struckmeasthemostbeautifulIhadeverfoundinit.“Youstayonjustforthat?”
“Certainly.IstayonasyourfriendandfromthetremendousinterestItakeinyoutillsomethingcanbedoneforyouthatmaybemoreworthyourwhile.Thatneedn’tsurpriseyou.”MyvoicetrembledsothatIfeltitimpossibletosuppresstheshake.“Don’tyourememberhowItoldyou,whenIcameandsatonyourbedthenightofthestorm,thattherewasnothingintheworldIwouldn’tdoforyou?”
“Yes,yes!”He,onhisside,moreandmorevisiblynervous,hadatonetomaster;buthewassomuchmoresuccessfulthanIthat,laughingoutthroughhisgravity,hecouldpretendwewerepleasantlyjesting.“Onlythat,Ithink,wastogetmetodosomethingforyou!”
“Itwaspartlytogetyoutodosomething,”Iconceded.“But,youknow,youdidn’tdoit.”
“Oh,yes,”hesaidwiththebrightestsuperficialeagerness,“youwantedmetotellyousomething.”
“That’sit.Out,straightout.Whatyouhaveonyourmind,youknow.
