Веснушки

Chapter II

           Blessye,laddie,Iamyourmither!”

           Shetuckedthecoarsescarfshehadknitforhimcloseroverhischestandpulledhiscaploweroverhisears,butFreckles,whippingitoffandholdingitunderhisarm,caughtherrough,reddenedhandandpressedittohislipsinalongkiss.Thenhehurriedawaytohidethehappy,embarrassingtearsthatwerecomingstraightfromhisswellingheart.

           Mrs.Duncan,sobbingunrestrainedly,sweptintotheadjoiningroomandthrewherselfintoDuncan’sarms.

           “Oh,thepuirlad!”shewailed.“Oh,thepuirmither-hungrylad!Hebreaksmyheart!”

           Duncan’sarmsclosedconvulsivelyaroundhiswife.Withabig,brownhandhelovinglystrokedherrough,sorrelhair.

           “Sarah,you’reaguidwoman!”hesaid.“You’reamichtyguidwoman!Yehaeawayo’speakin’outattimesthat’sliketheinspiredprophetsoftheLord.Ifthathadbeenputtome,now,I’d’a’feltallIkenthowtoandbeenkeenenoughtosaytherichtthing;butdangit,I’d’a’stutteredandstammeredandgotnaethingoutthatwouldha’doneonybodyamiteo’good.Butye,Sarah!Didyeseehisface,woman?Yesenthimofflookin’lekeawhitelightofholinesshadpassedowerandsettledonhim.Yesenttheladawaytoohappyformortalwords,Sarah.Andyemademethatproudo’ye!Iwouldnatradeyean’myshareo’theLimberlostwithonykingyecouldmention.”

           Herelaxedhisclasp,andsettingaheavyhandoneachshoulder,helookedstraightintohereyes.

           “Ye’reprime,Sarah!Juistprime!”hesaid

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