The House Behind the Cedars by Charles W. (Charles Waddell) Chesnutt
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The girl's eyes lighted up. She would not have
gone if her mother had wished her to stay, but she would always have regarded this as the lost opportunity of her life. "Are you sure you don't care, mamma?" she asked, hoping and yet doubting. "Oh, I'll manage to git along somehow or other. You can go an' stay till you git homesick, an' then John'll let you come back home." But Mis' Molly believed that she would never come back, except, like her brother, under cover of the night. She must lose her daughter as well as her son, and this should be the penance for her sin. That her children must expiate as well the sins of their fathers, who had sinned so lightly, after the manner of men, neither she nor they could foresee, since they could not read the future. The next boat by which Warwick could take his sister away left early in the morning of the next day but one. He went back to his hotel with the understanding that the morrow should be devoted to getting Rena ready for her departure, and that Warwick would visit the household again the following evening; for, as has been intimated, there were several reasons why there should be no open relations between the fine gentleman at the hotel |
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