First he would set his bicycle down at the edge of the new high water mark, then he walked over to the edge of the rocks and stared into the wide ocean ahead. After a good long look he would turn around and amble back. His odd stride was worsened by the uneven rock surface as he made his way over to the team.
That single moment of decision between a bad sandwich and a good one had taught Ida to rely on fate, on her gut feelings and, even though she had aided fate, fate, overall, had prevailed. Fate had always been in her favour, until this moment as she stood in the street alone and abandoned. A bodiless soul. The chaos that had surrounded her had dissipated and she now stood on the sidewalk, staring at the spot where her body had been, while the last of the lingering spectators left the scene. Even the litter of recyclables seemed to move away from her until the streets were completely deserted.
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Feeling that he had utterly disgraced himself in Katie's eyes, Vitalwandered off to a quiet corner where he could see her withoutattracting attention. It seemed to him, once or twice, that she lookedover inquiringly in his direction, but the thought that it waspresumptuous of him to imagine she would think of him now, made himquickly decide that he had been mistaken as to the direction of herglances. He was also convinced now that he had made a still moreserious mistake when he allowed himself to hope that she hadcherished tender thoughts of the many walks they had taken along thequiet country road, and of the evenings he had spent with her.
The Little Mother let the shawl she was drawing around her shouldersfall to the floor, as she heard the question, and walking over to hervenerable sister, said excitedly, as she grasped her by the arm: "Haveyou not heard, Delmia, of the wonderful answers to prayer that theVirgin has given in the Bonsecours Church? Only yesterday two moremiracles were reported. Madame Dubuc told me about them this morning.Two women who had been afflicted with lameness for years were fullyrestored to health, and they left their crutches in the church, wherethey can be seen by anyone."
As her husband continued silent, she presently arose, and with apeculiar smile playing about her mouth, walked calmly over to him, andlaying her hand on the back of his chair, said, in a voice in whichthe same subtle tone was noticeable: "My lord, you see I have obeyed,and have not gone out without coming here, as commanded by you, tolearn your pleasure regarding my coming in and going out."
The reference to the girl caused a flush to steal over Harry's face,and he said, as he sat down by the big fellow's side, "You are verygood, old fellow, to take the interest you do in me. I should havebeen in a queer way now had it not been for you; yet, old chap, Icannot bring myself to believe that Nellie Shuter and her father areas bad as you have hinted several times." As he concluded he walked tothe opening of the tent and looked out: it was still raining heavily."I guess, Joe," he went on awkwardly, without turning, "that I shalltake a run over to Shuter's store for a little while."
After this little walk and chat in the garden, life seemed to comeback to her with strides. By the end of August Adele was quite strongagain. The change in her health made a new man of her father; from theday Doctor Prenoveau had said she would not recover, until the dayDoctor Chalmers had pronounced her out of danger, he had not enteredthe doors of the church. Now all was different; twice a week he wentto confession, and almost every day knelt before the altar and askedforgiveness for the dreadful sins of the past. It had never struck himas being strange that Doctor Chalmers should continue to visit hishouse after she had recovered. He had a hazy idea that the doctor'striumph over his daughter's disease was the cause of the interest hetook in her. The preposterous thought that anyone should want to marryAdele no more entered his imagination than would the idea of anyonewanting to marry one of the dark-robed nuns at the convent.
The old man walked weakly over to his wife. The priest turned hisattention to Adele, and said to her soothingly, "There is nothing tofear now; all will be well with him. It is a great honor to you thatyour life was spared in order that your father's soul might be saved.The bishop knows of this, and is greatly pleased. Already many of theparish priests have been told of your miraculous recovery, and haverepeated it to those whose faith was weak, and they have beenblessed. You have been honored above most women. In time, I believeyou will rise to be the superioress of a convent."
Without appearing to notice me, the braves walked over to the glowingwood stove and began to warm themselves. I wanted to show that Itrusted them, and brought two chairs and asked them to be seated. As Ispoke they both turned their wicked, black eyes on me, but did notdeign to speak. Kicking the chairs to one side they began taking offtheir great skin-coats and caps and red-and-white blankets.
I was quite calm as I began carelessly to walk over to the instrument.The drunken savages were upon me almost immediately. As they felled meto the floor, my ears caught the distant rumbling of the east-boundlocomotive. The Indians also had heard the noise, and as they turnedto listen I once more sprang to my feet and dashed past them. One ofthem I passed in safety, but as I dodged the big brave he struckviciously at me with the broken bottle.
"Pierre, Pierre, my son!" he muttered brokenly, "better that you hadnever been born, than after reaching manhood's estate to haveforgotten all our teachings and become a drunkard and an outcast fromthe Church." A stifled sob from his wife again changed his ramblingthoughts, and painfully rising he walked over to her side. Gently helaid his hand on the hair that he so dearly loved, although so muchchanged, and bending tenderly down said, bravely, trying to check thetremor in his voice, "There, wife, don't fret." And then he drew herhead to his shoulder in a way he used to do when they were both in thenoonday of life. She remembered, and her grief grew less. "The Virginis good, wife, and we have prayed so much to Her about him. Surely Shewill hear us, and not let what you fear fall upon our Pierre. FatherBenoit has been praying to Her all these years, and we are told thatthe Virgin sooner or later answers the prayers of the priests of ourChurch. Then special prayers will be offered for our son to-night bythe priest, for he knows how you feared for him because this was thelast night of the seventh year."
Frozen particles of snow rattled fiercely against the window panes,carried by the relentless wind, which seemed to me to have conceivedthe demoniacal intention of wrecking our not very stalwart butexceedingly lonely home, out of revenge for daring to break even onejot of its fury as it hurried madly on. We both lapsed into silence. Afeeling of isolation crept over me despite my efforts to fight it off.How separated from the world I felt. It seemed to me to have beenyears since I had mingled with a crowd. A great longing possessed meto be away from this lonely spot, and walk the streets of some of thelarge cities I had lived in. Unable longer to bear these thoughts, Irose to go out on to the platform for a moment. No sooner, however,had I raised the latch of the waiting-room door than the fierce winddashed it against me with great force, while the huge snow-drift whichhad gathered against it fell upon me, almost burying me out of sight.Laughingly my companion pulled me from under the chilly and unwelcomecovering.
When Charlie reached his room, he acted in a most peculiar manner; heput his ear to the partition that separated his room from Narcisse's,and listened intently; then walked over to his bed, sat on the edgeof it, took off his boots, held them aloof, and then let them fall onthe floor; laid his coat across the foot of the bed, stood still for afew minutes, and then threw himself so heavily across the bed that itgroaned loudly enough to be distinctly heard by Narcisse, who noddedhis head in a satisfied manner.
"It was now 8.45. In fifteen minutes more the express would be in. Iwas actually unable to endure the dreadful suspense, and had just madeup my mind to go and see Herbert, who boarded across the road from thestation, when the waiting-room door opened and he entered. Withoutspeaking to me he walked dejectedly over to the station agent's door,and was just going to knock at it, when I reached his side and said tohim in deep agitation, 'Tell me, Herbert, are you quite sure youreceived no orders to hold the express? she will soon be here now.' Myvoice trembled with anxiety. Without looking at me or appearing tonotice my strange manner, he replied, 'No orders, if you receivednone.' As the door closed behind him I could have cried out, so keenwas the feeling of dread that again swept over me. Just then I heardthe whistle of the locomotive, which seemed to stop my very heart frombeating. Like one bereft I ran back into the telegraph office, andbegan to call the dispatcher's office. There was one more chance ofsaving the express if it was in danger, and that was by asking if anorder had been sent to hold it for a crossing. I had waited until thelast minute before I could make up my mind to do this: because, if thedispatcher had telegraphed an order, he would know by repeating itthat Herbert had forgotten to book it and turn the red light facingthe station on to the track. Such a grave omission would mean suredismissal. If he had not sent one he would want to know what made meask him such a strange question, and would at once get an inklingthat something was wrong. True it is that troubles never come singly!For a full minute I stood desperately calling the dispatcher's office,but got no answer. Either the wires had been crossed or the man hadfor a few minutes left his post. I closed the key and sank weakly backon my chair.
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