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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

hope of being worthy of you will help him more than any prayers 

or preaching of mine. Thirdly, because it will need all our wit and 

patience to undo the work of nearly four and twenty years. You 

understand what I mean?" 

 

"Yes, sir." 

 

"Can you say 'no' when he asks you to say 'yes' and wait a little for 

your happiness?" 

 

"I can." 

 

"And will you?" 

 

"I will." 

 

"Then I'm satisfied, and a great weight taken off my heart. I can't 

help seeing what goes on, or trembling when I think of you setting 

sail with no better pilot than poor Charlie. Now you answer as I 

hoped you would, and I am proud of my girl!" 

 

They had been standing with the width of the room between them, 

Dr. Alec looking very much like a commander issuing orders, 

Rose like a well-drilled private obediently receiving them, and 

both wore the air of soldiers getting ready for a battle, with the 

bracing of nerves and quickening of the blood brave souls feel as 

they put on their armor. At the last words he went to her, brushed 

back the hair, and kissed her on the forehead with a tender sort of 

gravity and a look that made her feel as if he had endowed her 

with the Victoria Cross for courage on the field. 

 

No more was said then, for Aunt Plenty called them down and the 

day's duties began. But that brief talk showed Rose what to do and 

fitted her to do it, for it set her to thinking of the duty one owes 

one's self in loving as in all the other great passions or experiences 

which make or mar a life. 

 

She had plenty of time for quiet meditation that day because 

everyone was resting after yesterday's festivity, and she sat in her 

little room planning out a new year so full of good works, grand 

successes, and beautiful romances that if it could have been 

realized, the Millennium would have begun. It was a great comfort 

to her, however, and lightened the long hours haunted by a secret 

desire to know when Charlie would come and a secret fear of the 

first meeting. She was sure he would be bowed down with 

humiliation and repentance, and a struggle took place in her mind 

between the pity she could not help feeling and the disapprobation 


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