"
"If you will teach me to acquire the sort of strength you have learned
yourself," she said--and there was a hint of mistiness about those eyes
of hers--"you will have given me something worth while."
Presently they were talking of her journey, to be begun on the morrow;
of her work, in which she had come in the last year to remarkable
success; of his work--the part which he could do and would continue to
do, he said, with added vigour. They talked quietly but earnestly, and
each time she looked up into his face she saw there a new brightness,
something beyond the mere patient acceptance of his hard trial.
"Jerry," she said all at once, breaking off in the midst of a discussion
of certain phases of the illustrator's art, "you don't know how suddenly
rich I feel. All the while you were doing such wonderful, beautiful
things with your pen in New York and being made so much of, I was
thinking, 'What an inspiration Jerrold Fullerton would be as a real
friend.' But all the girls were----"
He laughed. "They won't trouble you, now.
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