The Trumpeter Swan by Temple Bailey
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"He has never been in love," Louise declared, "not really. Except with
me." Becky felt that the Copes were a charming pair. When she answered Randy's letter she spoke of them. "Louise adores her brother, and she thinks he would be a great artist if he would take himself seriously. But neither of them seems to take anything seriously. They always seem to be laughing at the world in a quiet way. Louise is not pretty, but she gives an effect of beauty---- She wears a big gray cape and a black velvet tam, and I am not sure that the color in her cheeks is real. She is different from other people, but it doesn't seem to be a pose. It is just because she has lived in so many places and has seen so many people and has thought for herself. I have always let other people think for me, haven't I, Randy? "And now that I have done with the Copes, I am going to talk about the things that you said to me in your letter, and which are really the important things. "I hated to think that you dropped Mr. Dalton in the fountain. I hated to think that you wanted to burn him at the stake--there was something--cruel--and--dreadful in it all. I have kept thinking of that struggle between you--in the dark---- I have hated to think that a few years ago if you had felt as you do about him--that you might have--killed him. But perhaps men are like that. They care more for justice than for--mercy. "I am trying to take your advice and tell myself the truth about Mr. |
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