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Chapter XIX
Ihavetoputinyourhouseandcountry,sothatyouwillfeellocated.”
“Mehouse?”marveledFreckles.
“Ofcourse,”saidtheAngel.“Yourunclesaysyourgrandmotherleftyourfatherherdowerhouseandestate,becausesheknewhisfatherwouldcuthimoff.Yougetthat,andallyourshareofyourgrandfather’spropertybesides.Itisallsetoffforyouandwaiting.LordO’Moretoldmeso.IsuspectyouarericherthanMcLean,Freckles.”
Sheclosedhisfingersovertheslipandstraightenedhishair.
“Nowyouareallright,dearLimberlostguard,”shesaid.“Yougotosleepanddon’tthinkofathingbutjustpurejoy,joy,joy!I’llkeepyourpeopleuntilyouwakeup.Youaretootiredtoseeanyoneelsejustnow!”
Frecklescaughtherskirtassheturnedfromhim.
“I’llgotosleepinfiveminutes,”hesaid,“ifyouwillbedoingjustonethingmoreforme.Sendforyourfather!Oh,Angel,sendforhimquick!HowwillIeverbewaitinguntilhecomes?”
OneinstanttheAngelstoodlookingathim.Thenextacrimsonwavedarklystainedherlovelyface.Herchinbeganaspasmodicquiveringandthetearssprangintohereyes.Herhandscaughtatherchestasifshewerestifling.Freckles’grasponhertighteneduntilhedrewherbesidehim.Heslippedhisarmaroundheranddrewherfacetohispillow.
“Don’t,Angel;fortheloveofmercydon’tbedoingthat,”heimplored.“Ican’tbebearingit.Tellme.Youmusttellme.”
TheAngelshookherhead.
“Thatain’tfair,Angel,”saidFreckles.
