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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

said firmly, though she dared not look up into the anxious face 

bending toward her: "No, Charlie I can't wear it. My hands must be 

free if I'm to help you as I ought. I will be kind, I will trust you, but 

don't swear anything, only try to resist temptation, and we'll all 

stand by you." 

 

Charlie did not like that and lost the ground he had gained by 

saying impetuously: "I don't want anyone but you to stand by me, 

and I must be sure you won't desert me, else, while I'm mortifying 

soul and body to please you, some stranger will come and steal 

your heart away from me. I couldn't bear that, so I give you fair 

warning, in such a case I'll break the bargain, and go straight to the 

devil." 

 

The last sentence spoiled it all, for it was both masterful and 

defiant. Rose had the Campbell spirit in her, though it seldom 

showed; as yet she valued her liberty more than any love offered 

her, and she resented the authority he assumed too soon resented it 

all the more warmly because of the effort she was making to 

reinstate her hero, who would insist on being a very faulty and 

ungrateful man. She rose straight out of her chair, saying with a 

look and tone which rather startled her hearer and convinced him 

that she was no longer a tenderhearted child but a woman with a 

will of her own and a spirit as proud and fiery as any of her race: 

"My heart is my own, to dispose of as I please. Don't shut yourself 

out of it by presuming too much, for you have no claim on me but 

that of cousinship, and you never will have unless you earn it. 

Remember that, and neither threaten nor defy me anymore." 

 

For a minute it was doubtful whether Charlie would answer this 

flash with another, and a general explosion ensue, or wisely 

quench the flame with the mild answer which turneth away wrath. 

He chose the latter course and made it very effective by throwing 

himself down before his offended goddess, as he had often done in 

jest. This time it was not acting, but serious, earnest, and there was 

real passion in his voice as he caught Rose's dress in both hands, 

saying eagerly: "No, no! Don't shut your heart against me or I shall 


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