Graustark by George Barr McCutcheon
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but I am as proud of it as you are of this great broad country
that reaches from ocean to ocean. I can scarcely wait until I again see our dear crags and valleys, our rivers and ever-blue skies, our plains and our towns. I wonder if you worship your country as I love mine." "From the tenor of your remarks, I judge that you have been away from home for a long time," he volunteered. "We have seen something of Asia, Australia, Mexico and the United States since we left Edelweiss, six months ago. Now we are going home--home!" She uttered the word so lovingly, so longingly, so tenderly, that he envied the homeland. There was a long break in the conversation, both evidently wrapped in thought which could not be disturbed by the whirl of the coach. He was wondering how he could give her up, now that she had been tossed into his keeping so strangely. She was asking herself over and over again how so thrilling an adventure would end. They were sore and fatigued with the strain on nerve and flesh. It was an experience never to be forgotten, this romantic race over the wild mountain road, the result still in doubt. Ten minutes ago--strangers; now--friends at least, neither knowing the other. She was admiring him for his generalship, his wonderful energy; he was blessing the fate that had come to his rescue when hope was almost dead. He could scarcely realize that he was awake. Could it be anything but a vivid fancy from which he was to awaken and find himself alone in his berth, the |
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