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Chapter X
Hereyeswereflashingandshewaspalpitatingwithearnestness.
Shepartedthebushesanddisappeared.Freckles,straightandtense,stoodwaiting.Presently,beforehesawshewasthere,shewascomingdowntheaisletowardhim,playingcompellingly,andriftsoflightweretouchingherwithgoldenglory.Frecklesstoodasiftransfixed.
Thecathedralwasmajesticallybeautiful,fromarcheddomeoffrescoedgold,green,andblueinnever-endingshadesandharmonies,tothemosaicaisleshetrod,richlyinlaidinchoicestcolors,andgiganticpillarsthatwereGod’shandiworkfashionedandperfectedthroughagesofsunshineandrain.ButthefairyoungfaceanddivinelymoldedformoftheAngelwereHismostperfectworkofall.Neverhadsheappearedsosurpassinglybeautiful.Shewassmilingencouraginglynow,andasshecametowardhim,shestruckthechordsfullandstrong.
TheheartofpoorFrecklesalmostburstwithdullpainandhisgreatloveforher.Inhisdesiretofulfillherexpectationsheforgoteverythingelse,andwhenshereachedhisinitialchordhewasready.Heliterallyburstforth:
“ThreelittleleavesofIrishgreen,
Unitedononestem,
Love,truth,andvalordotheymean,
Theyformamagicgem.”
TheAngel’seyeswidenedcuriouslyandherlipsparted.Adeepcolorsweptintohercheeks.Shehadintendedtoarousehim.Shehadmorethansucceeded.Shewastooyoungtoknowthatintheefforttorouseaman,womenfrequentlykindlefiresthattheyneithercanquenchnorcontrol.
