She needs two of each kind.
Phil only sent her one!"
"Edith I can't bear it! That's not demanded! Let me take it!"
"You may go with me. I know where the O'More cottage is. I have been
there often."
"I'll say you sent it!"
"You may watch me deliver it!"
"Phil may be there by now."
"I hope he is! I should like him to see me do one decent thing by which
to remember me."
"I tell you that is not necessary!"
"'Not necessary!'" cried the girl, her big eyes shining. "Not necessary?
Then what on earth is the thing doing here? I just have boasted that
I would change, that I would be like her, that I would grow bigger and
broader. As the words are spoken God gives me the opportunity to prove
whether I am sincere. This is my test, Hart! Don't you see it? If I am
big enough to carry that to her, you will believe that there is some
good in me. You will not be loving me in vain. This is an especial
Providence, man! Be my strength! Help me, as you always have done!"
Henderson arose and shook the leaves from his clothing. He drew Edith
Carr to her feet and carefully picked the mosses from her skirts. He
went to the water and moistened his handkerchief to bathe her face.
"Now a dust of powder," he said when the tears were washed away.
From a tiny book Edith tore leaves that she passed over her face.
"All gone!" cried Henderson, critically studying her. "You look almost
half as lovely as you really are!"
Edith Carr drew a wavering breath.
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