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The Hidden Children

CHAPTER IX
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I think now, at that period, somewhere under all the very real excitement and emotion of an adolescent encountering for the first time the sweet appeal of youthful mind and body, that I seemed to feel there might be in it all something not imperishable.

And caught myself looking furtively and a little fearfully at her, at times, striving to conceive myself indifferent.
When we came to the Spring Waiontha I had walked straight into the water except for her, so dark it was around us.

And: "How can you ever get back alone ?" said she.
"Oho!" said I, laughing, "I left the willow-tips a-dangle, breaking them with my left hand.

I am woodsman enough to feel my way out." "But not woodsman enough to spare your shins in the clearing," she said saucily.
"Shall we sit and talk ?" I said.
"Oh, Euan! And my bath! I am fairly melting as I stand here." "But I have not seen you for two entire nights, Lois." "I know, poor boy, but you seem to have survived." "When I do not see you every day I am most miserable." "So am I--but I am reasonable, too.

I say to myself, if I don't see Euan today I will nevertheless see him to-morrow, or the day after, or the next, God willing----" "Lois!" "What ?" "How can you reason so coldly ?" "I--reason coldly?
There is nothing cold in me where you are concerned.
But I have to console myself for not seeing you----" "I am inconsolable," said I fervently.
"No more than am I," she retorted hotly, as though jealous that I should arrogate to myself a warmer feeling concerning her than she entertained for me.
"I care so much for you, Lois," said I.
"And I for you." "Not as I care for you." "Exactly as you care for me.


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