What if it is? That's a pretty excuse for a soldier. Well, no matter
about me, except that I wish you to know that with all my mind and
heart I believe that there is a good God taking care of a good girl
like you. Pardon me if I ask another question quite foreign. How
could your cousin wish to marry you if you do not love him?"
He wondered as he saw the child-like look pass from her face and her
brow darken into a frown. "I scarcely know how to answer you," she
said, "and I only understand vaguely myself. I understand better,
though, since I've known you. When you were hiding in Aun' Jinkey's
cabin you looked GOODWILL at me. I saw that you were not thinking of
yourself, but of me, and that you wished me well. I feel that Cousin
Mad is always thinking of himself, that his professed love of me is
a sort of self-love. He gives me the feeling that he wants me for
his OWN sake, not for MY sake at all. I don't believe he'd love me a
minute after he got tired of me. I'd be just like the toys he used
to cry for, then break up.
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