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honest gray eyes; and they met hers unwaveringly; but the pain in
them was pitiful。
〃Do you mean;〃 she demanded; 〃that you don't remember that a
brazen; forward girl told you; when you hadn't asked her; that
she〃the Angel choked on it a second; but she gave a gulp and
brought it out bravely〃that she loved you?〃
〃No!〃 cried Freckles。 〃No! I don't remember anything of the kind!〃
But all the songbirds of his soul burst into melody over that one
little clause: 〃When you hadn't asked her。〃
〃But you will;〃 said the Angel。 〃You may live to be an old; old
man; and then you will。〃
〃I will not!〃 cried Freckles。 〃How can you think it; Angel?〃
〃You won't even LOOK as if you remember?〃
〃I will not!〃 persisted Freckles。 〃I'll be swearing to it if you
want me to。 If you wasn't too tired to think this thing out
straight; you'd be seeing that I couldn'tthat I just simply
couldn't! I'd rather give it all up now and go into eternity alone;
without ever seeing a soul of me same blood; or me home; or hearing
another man call me by the name I was born to; than to remember
anything that would be hurting you; Angel。 I should think you'd be
understanding that it ain't no ways possible for me to do it。〃
The Angel's tear…stained face flashed into dazzling beauty。
A half…hysterical little laugh broke from her heart and bubbled over
her lips。
〃Oh; Freckles; forgive me!〃 she cried。 〃I've been through so much
that I'm scarcely myself; or I wouldn't be here bothering you when you
should be sleeping。 Of course you couldn't! I knew it all the time!
I was just scared! I was forgetting that you were you! You're too
good a knight to remember a thing like that。 Of course you are!
And when you don't remember; why; then it's the same as if it
never happened。 I was almost killed because I'd gone and spoiled
everything; but now it will be all right。 Now you can go on and do
things like other men; and I can have some flowers; and letters;
and my sweetheart coming; and when you are SURE; why; then YOU can tell
ME things; can't you? Oh; Freckles; I'm so glad! Oh; I'm so happy!
It's dear of you not to remember; Freckles; perfectly dear!
It's no wonder I love you so。 The wonder would be if I did not。
Oh; I should like to know how I'm ever going to make you understand
how much I love you!〃
Pillow and all; she caught him to her breast one long second; then
she was gone。
Freckles lay dazed with astonishment。 At last his amazed eyes
searched the room for something approaching the human to which he
could appeal; and falling on his mother's portrait; he set it
before him。
〃For the love of life! Me little mother;〃 he panted; 〃did you
hear that? Did you hear it! Tell me; am I living; or am I dead and
all heaven come true this minute? Did you hear it?〃
He shook the frame in his impatience at receiving no answer。
〃You are only a pictured face;〃 he said at last; 〃and of course you
can't talk; but the soul of you must be somewhere; and surely in this
hour you are close enough to be hearing。 Tell me; did you hear that?
I can't ever be telling a living soul; but darling little mother;
who gave your life for mine; I can always be talking of it
to you! Every day we'll talk it over and try to understand the
miracle of it。 Tell me; are all women like that? Were you like me
Swamp Angel? If you were; then I'm understanding why me father
followed across the ocean and went into the fire。〃
CHAPTER XX
Wherein Freckles returns to the Limberlost; and Lord O'More Sails
for Ireland Without Him
Freckles' voice ceased; his eyes closed; and his head rolled back
from exhaustion。 Later in the day he insisted on seeing Lord and
Lady O'More; but he fainted before the resemblance of another man
to him; and gave all of his friends a terrible fright。
The next morning; the Man of Affairs; with a heart filled with
misgivings; undertook the interview on which Freckles insisted。
His fears were without cause。 Freckles was the soul of honor
and simplicity。
〃Have they been telling you what's come to me?〃 he asked without
even waiting for a greeting。
〃Yes;〃 said the Angel's father。
〃Do you think you have the very worst of it clear to your understanding?〃
Under Freckles' earnest eyes the Man of Affairs answered soberly:
〃I think I have; Mr。 O'More。〃
That was the first time Freckles heard his name from the lips
of another。 One second he lay overcome; the next; tears filled his
eyes; and he reached out his hand。 Then the Angel's father understood;
and he clasped that hand and held it in a strong; firm grasp。
〃Terence; my boy;〃 he said; 〃let me do the talking。 I came here
with the understanding that you wanted to ask me for my only child。
I should like; at the proper time; to regard her marriage; if she
has found the man she desires to marry; not as losing all I have;
but as gaining a man on whom I can depend to love as a son and to
take charge of my affairs for her when I retire from business。
Bend all of your energies toward rapid recovery; and from this hour
understand that my daughter and my home are yours。〃
〃You're not forgetting this?〃
Freckles lifted his right arm。
〃Terence; I'm sorrier than I have words to express about that;〃
said the Man of Affairs。 〃It's a damnable pity! But if it's for me
to choose whether I give all I have left in this world to a man
lacking a hand; or to one of these gambling; tippling; immoral
spendthrifts of today; with both hands and feet off their souls;
and a rotten spot in the core; I choose you; and it seems that my
daughter does the same。 Put what is left you of that right arm to
the best uses you can in this world; and never again mention or
feel that it is defective so long as you live。 Good day; sir!〃
〃One minute more;〃 said Freckles。 〃Yesterday the Angel was telling
me that there was money coming to me from two sources。 She said
that me grandmother had left me father all of her fortune and her
house; because she knew that his father would be cutting him off;
and also that me uncle had set aside for me what would be me
father's interest in his father's estate。
〃Whatever the sum is that me grandmother left me father; because
she loved him and wanted him to be having it; that I'll be taking。
'Twas hers from her father; and she had the right to be giving it
as she chose。 Anything from the man that knowingly left me father
and me mother to go cold and hungry; and into the fire in misery;
when just a little would have made life so beautiful to them; and
saved me this crippled bodymoney that he willed from me when he
knew I was living; of his blood and on charity among strangers; I
don't touch; not if I freeze; starve; and burn too! If there ain't
enough besides that; and I can't be earning enough to fix things
for the Angel〃
〃We are not discussing money!〃 burst in the Man of Affairs。
〃We don't want any blood…money! We have all we need without it。
If you don't feel right and easy over it; don't you touch a cent
of any of it。〃
〃It's right I should have what me grandmother intinded for me
father; and I want it;〃 said Freckles; 〃but I'd die before I'd
touch a cent of me grandfather's money!〃
〃Now;〃 said the Angel; 〃we are all going home。 We have done all we
can for Freckles。 His people are here。 He should know them。 They are
very anxious to become acquainted with him。 We'll resign him to them。
When he is well; why; then he will be perfectly free to go to
Ireland or come to the Limberlost; just as he chooses。 We will go
at once。〃
McLean held out for a week; and then he could endure it no longer。
He was heart hungry for Freckles。 Communing with himself in the
long; soundful nights of the swamp; he had learned to his
astonishment that for the past year his heart had been circling the
Limberlost with Freckles。 He began to wish that he had not left him。
Perhaps the boyhis boy by first right; after allwas being neglected。
If the Boss had been a nervous old woman; he scarcely could have
imagined more things that might be going wrong。
He started for Chicago; loaded with a big box of goldenrod; asters;
fringed gentians; and crimson leaves; that the Angel carefully had
gathered from Freckles' room; and a little; long slender package。
He traveled with biting; stinging jealousy in his heart。 He would
not admit it even to himself; but he was unable to remain longer
away from Freckles and leave him to the care of Lord O'More。
In a few minutes' talk; while McLean awaited admission to Freckles'
room; his lordship had chatted genially of Freckles' rapid
recovery; of his delight that he was unspotted by his early
surroundings; and his desire to visit the Limberlost with Freckles
before they sailed; he expressed the hope that he could prevail
upon the Angel's father to place her in his wife's care and have
her education finished in Paris。 He said they were anxious to do
all they could to help bind Freckles' arrangements with the Angel;
as both he and Lady O'More regarded her as the most promising girl
they knew; and one who could be fitted to fill the high position in
which Freckles would place her。
Every word he uttered was pungent with bitterness to McLean。 The
swamp had lost its flavor without Freckles; and yet; as Lord O'More
talked; McLean fervently wished himself in the heart of it。 As he
entered Freckles' room he almost lost his breath。 Everything was changed。
Freckles lay beside a window where he could follow Lake Michigan's
blue until the horizon dipped into it。 He could see big soft
clouds; white…capped waves; shimmering sails; and puffing steamers
trailing billowing banners of lavender and gray across the sky。
Gulls and curlews wheeled over the water an