Веснушки

           Whenwegetback,we’lladdO’MoretotheLumberCompany,andgolly,sir,butwe’llmakethingshum!Goodland,sir!Don’tdothat!Why,Mr.McLean,dearBoss,dearfather,don’tbedoingthat!Whatisit?”

           “Nothing,nothing!”boomedMcLean’sdeepbass;“nothingatall!”

           Heabruptlyturned,andhurriedtothewindow.

           “Thisisamightyfineview,”hesaid.“Lake’sbeautifulthismorning.NowonderChicagopeoplearesoproudoftheircity’slocationonitsshore.But,Freckles,whatisLordO’Moregoingtosaytothis?”

           “Idon’tknow,”saidFreckles.“Iamgoingtobecutdeepifhecares,forhe’sbeenmorethangoodtome,andLadyAliceisnexttomeAngel.He’smademefeelmebloodandracemeownpossession.She’stalkedtomebythehourofmefatherandmotherandmegrandmother.She’smadethemallthatrealIcanlayclaimtothemandfeelthattheyaremine.I’mverysorrytobehurtingthem,ifitwill,butitcan’tbechanged.NobodyeverputsthewidthoftheoceanbetweenmeandtheAngel.FromheretotheLimberlostisallIcanbebearingpeaceable.Iwanttheeducation,andthenIwanttoworkandlivehereinthecountrywhereIwasborn,andwheretheashesofmefatherandmotherrest.

           “I’llbegladtoseeIreland,andgladespecialtoseethoselittlepeoplewhoaremykin,butIain’teverstayinglong.AllmeheartistheAngel’s,andtheLimberlostiscallingeveryminute.You’rethinking,sir,thatwhenIlookfromthatwindowIseethebeautifulwater,ain’tyou?I’mnot.