Amarilly of Clothes-line Alley
Page 123The look he had ascribed to Amarilly's mouth came into the forward
thrust of his chin.
"First, you think you are too proud and independent to accept. From your
viewpoint it seems a good deal to do. From mine, proved by my bank
account, it is an absurdly small thing to do, but if you are truly
grateful for what you are pleased to think I have done for you, you will
let me do this, because you feel sorry for me that I am so alone in the
world. And St. John, himself, would tell you it was your duty to make
the most of your talents and opportunities. You can also do a little
to Paris for two years to study, and I will have an incentive to work
and not play too hard if I know I have a little sister over here in
school who would be sorry if her brother went wrong and didn't get to be
a great artist. So for your sake, and for my sake--"
"But there's ma's sake," she said wistfully. "The Boarder says woman's
work on the farm is hard."
"There's the Boarderess and Co--"
"Lily Rose is not strong and doesn't know much about farm work, and Co's
"Well, I hadn't finished. You have an interest in the farm as one of the
syndicate, and you have some money saved."
"Yes," admitted Amarilly bewildered, not following his train of thought.
"Well, you won't need that now, and it can go towards a woman to help,--
a hired girl in country vernacular--during the busy seasons. And you can
go home summers. Every week you are to write me a long letter and tell
me about yourself and them."
Amarilly was gazing into space, and in silence he watched the odd,
harder and more prolonged, that she had passed through two years before
at the theatre when her untutored conscience bade her relinquish her
seat. Suddenly her countenance became illumined.
"I am going to do it, Mr. Derry! I am going to let you send me to
school, and abroad and wherever you think best."