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Chapter X

           

           “DoyouthinktheAngelknewshedidthat?”sheaskedsoftly.

           “No,”saidMcLean;“Idonot.Butthepoorboyknewit.Heavenhelphim!”

           TheBirdWomanstaredacrossthegentlywavingswale.“Idon’tseehowIamgoingtoblameher,”shesaidatlast.“It’ssoexactlywhatIwouldhavedonemyself.”

           “Saytheremainder,”demandedMcLeanhoarsely.“Dohimjustice.”

           “Hewasbornagentleman,”concededtheBirdWoman.“Hetooknoadvantage.Heneverevenofferedtotouchher.Whateverthatkissmeanttohim,herecognizedthatitwasthelovingimpulseofachildunderstressofstrongemotion.Hewasfineandmanlyasanymanevercouldhavebeen.”

           McLeanliftedhishat.“Thankyou,”hesaidsimply,andpartedthebushesforhertoenterFreckles’room.

           Itwasherfirstvisit.Beforesheleftshesentforhercamerasandmadestudiesofeachsideofitandofthecathedral.Shewasentrancedwiththedelicatebeautyoftheplace,whilehereyeskeptfollowingFrecklesasifshecouldnotbelievethatitcouldbehisconceptionandwork.

           Thatwasahappyday.TheBirdWomanhadbroughtalunch,andtheyspreadit,withFreckles’dinner,onthestudyfloorandsat,restingandenjoyingthemselves.ButtheAngelputherbanjointoitscase,silentlygatheredhermusic,andnoonementionedtheconcert.

           TheBirdWomanleftMcLeanandtheAngeltoclearawaythelunch,andwithFrecklesexaminedthewallsofhisroomandtoldhimallsheknewabouthisshrubsandflowers

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