Comstock.
"Aren't you proud of her, though?" he asked. "You should hear what folks
are saying! They say she created the necessity for the position, and
every one seems to feel that it is a necessity. Now, if she succeeds,
and she will, all of the other city schools will have such departments,
and first thing you know she will have made the whole world a little
better. Let me rest a few seconds; my feet are acting up again. Then we
will cook the moth compound and put it to cool."
He laughed as he sat breathing shortly.
"It doesn't seem possible that a fellow could lose his strength like
this. My knees are actually trembling, but I'll be all right in a
minute. Uncle Doc said I could come. I told him how you took care of me,
and he said I would be safe here."
Then he began unwrapping packages and explaining to Mrs. Comstock how
to cook the compound to attract the moths. He followed her into the
kitchen, kindled the fire, and stirred the preparation as he talked.
While the mixture cooled, he and Elnora walked through the vegetable
garden behind the cabin and strayed from there into the woods.
"What about college?" he asked. "Miss Brownlee said you were going."
"I had hoped to," replied Elnora, "but I had a streak of dreadful luck,
so I'll have to wait until next year. If you won't speak of it, I'll
tell you."
Philip promised, so Elnora recited the history of the Yellow Emperor.
She was so interested in doing the Emperor justice she did not notice
how many personalities went into the story.
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