[Jean of the Lazy A by B. M. Bower]@TWC D-Link bookJean of the Lazy A CHAPTER VIII 1/25
JEAN SPOILS SOMETHING Jean found the padlock key where she had hidden it under a rock ten feet from the door, and let herself into her room.
The peaceful familiarity of its four walls, and the cheerful patch of sunlight lying warm upon the faded rag carpet, gave her the feeling of security and of comfort which she seldom felt elsewhere. She wandered aimlessly around the room, brushing the dust from her books and straightening a tiny fold in the cradle quilt.
She ran an investigative forefinger along the seat of her father's saddle, brought the finger away dusty, pulled one of the stockings from the overflowing basket and used it for a dust cloth.
She wiped and polished the stamped leather with a painstaking tenderness that had in it a good deal of yearning, and finally left it with a gesture of hopelessness. She went next to her desk and fumbled the quirt that lay there still. Then she pulled out the old ledger, picked up a pencil, and began to write, sitting on the arm of an old, cane-seated chair while she did so.
As I told you before, Jean never wrote anything in that book except when her moods demanded expression of some sort; when she did write, she said exactly what she thought and felt at the time.
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