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Every day you will be fighting something, frost, hail or weed. You will be fighting and I will know that you must conquer in the end. Where was wilderness will be cultivated land. And who knows what starving child may eat the bread that has been made from the wheat that you have grown! _My_ life will be ineffectual and utterly useless, while yours----"
"What do you mean? Nora, Nora!" he said more to himself than to her.
"While I was talking to Mrs. Sharp just now, I didn't know what I was saying. I was just trying to comfort her when she was crying. And it seemed to me as if someone else was speaking. And I listened to myself.
I thought I hated the prairie through the long winter months, and yet, somehow, it has taken hold of me. It was dreary and monotonous, and yet, I can't tear it out of my heart. There's beauty and a romance about it which fills my very soul with longing."
"I guess we all hate the prairie sometimes. But when you've once lived on it, it ain't easy to live anywhere else."
"I know the life now. It's not adventurous and exciting, as they think back home. For men and women alike, it's the same hard work from morning till night, and I know it's the women who bear the greater burden."
"The men go into the towns, they have shooting, now and then, and the changing seasons bring variety in their work; but for the women it's always the same weary round: cooking, washing, sweeping, mending, in regular and ceaseless rotation. And yet it's all got a meaning. We, too, have our part in opening up the country. We are its mothers, and the future is in us. We are building up the greatness of the nation. It needs _our_ courage and strength and hope, and because it needs them, they come to us. Oh, Frank, I can't go back to that petty, narrow life!
What have you done to me?"
"I guess if I asked you to stay now, you'd stay," he said hoa.r.s.ely.
"You said you wanted love."--The lovely color flooded her face.--"Didn't you see? Love has been growing in me slowly, month by month, and I wouldn't confess it. I told myself I hated you. It's only to-day, when I had the chance of leaving you forever, that I knew I couldn't live without you. I'm not ashamed any more. Frank, my husband, I love you."
He made a stride forward as if to take her in his arms, and then stopped short, smitten by a recollection.
"I--I guess I've loved you from the beginning, Nora," he stammered.
She had risen to her feet and stood waiting him with shining eyes.
"But why do you say it as if---- What _is_ it, Frank?"
"I can't ask you to stay on now; I guess you'll have to take that job in England, for a while, anyway."
"Why?"
"The inspector's condemned my whole crop; I'm busted."
"Oh, why didn't you tell me!"
"I just guess I couldn't. I made up my mind when I married you that I'd make good. I couldn't expect you to see that it was just bad luck.
Anyone may get the weed in his crop. But, I guess a man oughtn't to have bad luck. The odds are that it's his own fault if he has."
"Ah, now I understand about your sending for Eddie."
"I wrote to him when I knew I'd been reported."
"But what are you going to do?"
"It's all right about me; I can hire out again. It's _you_ I'm thinking of. I felt pretty sure you wouldn't go back to Ed's. I don't fancy you taking a position as lady help. I didn't know what was going to become of you, my girl. And when you told me of the job you'd been offered in England, I thought I'd have to let you go."
"Without letting me know you were in trouble!"
"Why, if I wasn't smashed up, d'you think I'd _let_ you go? By G.o.d, I wouldn't! I'd have kept you. By G.o.d, I'd have kept you!"
"Then you're going to give up the land," she made a sweeping gesture which took in the prospect without.
"No," he said, shaking his head. "I guess I can't do that. I've put too much work in it. And I've got my back up, now. I shall hire out for the summer, and next winter I can get work lumbering. The land's my own, now. I'll come back in time for the plowing next year."
He had been gazing sadly out of the door as he spoke. He turned to her now ready to bring her what comfort he could. But in place of the tearful face he had expected to see, he saw a face radiant with joy and the light of love. In her hand was a little slip of colored paper which she held out to him.
"Look!"
"What's that?"
"The nephew of the lady I was with so long--Miss Wickham, you know--has made me a present of it. Five hundred pounds. That's twenty-five hundred dollars, isn't it? You can take the quarter-section you've wanted so long, next to this one. You can get all the machinery you need.
And"--she gave a little, happy, mirthful laugh--"you can get some cows!
I've learned to do so many things, I guess I can learn to milk, if you'll teach me and be very, very patient about it. Anyway, it's yours to do what you like with. Now, will you keep me?"
"Oh, my girl, how shall I ever be able to repay you!"
"Good Heavens, I don't want thanks! There's nothing in all the world so wonderful as to be able to give to one you love. Frank, won't you kiss me?"
He folded her in his arms.
"I guess it's the first time you ever asked me to do that!"
"I'm sure I'm the happiest woman in all the world!" she said happily.
As they stood in the doorway, he with his arm about her, they saw Eddie coming up the path toward them.
Marsh's honest face, never a good mask for hiding his feelings, wore an expression of bewildered astonishment at their lovelike att.i.tude.
"It's all right, old dear," said Nora with a happy laugh; "don't try to understand it, you're only a man. But I'm not going back to England, to Mrs. Hubbard and her horrid little dogs; I'm going to stay right here.
This overgrown baby has worked on my feelings by pretending that he needs me."
"And now, if you'll be good enough to hurry Reggie a little, we'll all have some supper; it's long past the proper time."
And as she bustled about her preparations, her brother heard her singing one of the long-ago songs of their childhood.
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