"Nothin’wouldsuiteithero’yougirlsbutchoosin’thebiggestenemiesI’vegotinthewholevillage！"
　　"You’venevertakenpainstomakeanythingbutenemies，sowhatcouldwedo？"
　　"Youmightaswellgotoliveonthepoor—farm！AaronBoyntonwasadisrep’tablehound；LoisBoyntonisascrazyasaloon；theboyisano—body’schild，an’Ivory’snobetterthanacommonpauper。"
　　"Ivory’sabrave，strong，honorableman，andascholar，too。I
　　canworkforhimandhelphimearnandsave，asIhaveyou。"
　　"Howlong’sthisbeengoin’on？"TheDeaconwaschoking，buthemeanttogettothebottomofthingswhilehehadthechance。
　　"Ithasnotgoneonatall。Hehasneversaidawordtome，andI
　　havealwaysobeyedyourwillinthesematters；butyoucan’thidelove，anymorethanyoucanhidehate。IknowIvorylovesme，soI’mgoingtotellhimthatmydutyisdonehereandIamreadytohelphim。"
　　"Goin’tothrowyourselfathishead，beyou？"sneeredtheDeacon。"BytheLord，Idon’knowwhereyoutwogirlsgottheseloosewayso’think—in’an’actingmebbehewon’ttakeyou，an’
　　thenwhere’llyoube？Youwon’tgitundermyroofagainwhenyou’veonceleftit，youcanmakeupyourmindtothat！"
　　"IfyouhaveanydoubtsaboutIvory’sbeingwillingtotakeme，you’dbetterdrivealongbehindmeandlistenwhileIaskhim。"
　　Waitstill’stonehadanexultantthrillofcertaintyinit。Shethrewupherhead，gloryinginwhatshewasabouttodo。Ifshelaidasideherusualreserveandvoicedherthoughtsopenly，itwasnotinthehopeofconvincingherfather，butfortheblissofputtingthemintowordsandintoxicatingherselfbythesoundofthem。
　　"Comeaftermeifyouwill，father，andwatchthewelcomeIshallget。Oh！IhavenofearofbeingturnedoutbyIvoryBoynton。I
　　canhardlywaittogivehimthejoyIshallbebringing！It’sselfishtorobhimofthechancetospeakfirst，butI’11doit！"
　　AndbeforeDeaconBaxtercouldcrosstheroom，Waitstillwasoutofthekitchendoorintotheshed，andflyingdownTown—HouseHilllikeanarrowshotfreefromthebow。
　　TheDeaconfollowedclosebehind，hardlyknowingwhy，buthewasnomatchforthegirl，andatlasthestoodhelplessonthestepsoftheshed，shakinghisfistandhurlingterriblewordsafterher，wordsthatitwasfortunateforherpeaceofmindshecouldnothear。
　　"Acurseuponyouboth！"hecriedsavagely。"Notsatisfiedwithdisobeyin’an’defyin’me，you’veputmetoshame，an’nowyou’llbesettin’theneighborsag’in’mean’ruinin’mytrade。Ifyouwasfreezin’inthesnowIwouldn’theaveablankettoyou！Ifyouwasstarvin’Iwouldn’tflingeitherofyouacrust！Nevershallyoudarkenmydoorsagain，an’nevershallyougitapennyo’mymoney，notifIhavetothrowitintotherivertospiteyou！"
　　Herehisbreathfailed，andhestumbledoutintothebarnwhimperingbetweenhisbrokensentenceslikeawhippedchild。
　　"HereIamwithnobodytomilk，norfeedthehens；nobodytochurnto—morrow，nordothechores；apoor，mis’ablecreeter，desertedbymychildren，withnobodytodoahand’sturn’thoutbein’paidforeverysteptheytake！I’11give’emwhattheydeserve；Idon’knowwhat，butI’llbeevenwith’emyet。"AndtheDeaconsethisBaxterjawinawaythatmeanthisdeterminationtostopatnothing。
　　XXXI
　　SENTRYDUTY
　　IVORYBOYNTONdrovehomefromthewoodsthatsameafternoonbywayofthebridge，inordertobuysomeprovisionsatthebrickstore。Whenhewasstillalongdistancefromthebarsthatdividedthelanefromthehighroad，heespiedadark—cladlittlespeckheknewtobeRodmanleaningoverthefence，waitingandlongingasusualforhishome—coming，andhisheartwarmedatthethoughtoftheboyishwelcomethatneverfailed。
　　Thesleighslippedquicklyoverthehard—packed，shiningroad，andthebellsrangmerrilyintheclear，coldair，givingoutajoyoussoundthathadnoechoinIvory’sbreastthatday。Hehadjusthadavisionofhappinessthroughanotherman’seyes。washealwaystostandout—sidethebanqueting—table，hewondered，andseeothersfeastingwhilehehungeredNowthelittlespeckboundedfromthefence，flewdowntheroadtomeetthesleigh，andjumpedinbythedriver’sside。
　　"Iknewyou’dcometo—night，"Rodmancriedeagerly。"ItoldAuntBoyntonyou’dcome。"
　　"Howisshe，wellascommon？"
　　"No，notabitwellsinceyesterdaymorning，butMrs。Masonsaysit’snothingworsethanacold。Mrs。Masonhasjustgonehome，andwe’vehadagrandhouse—cleaningto—day。She’swashedandironedandbaked，andwe’veputAuntBoyntonincleansheetsandpillow—cases，andherroom’sniceandwarm，andIcarriedtheeatinandputitonherbedtokeephercompanywhileIcametowatchforyou。AuntBoyntonletMrs。Masonbraidherhair，andseemedtolikeherbrushingit。It’sbeendreadfullonesome，andoh！Iamgladyoucameback，Ivory。Didyoufindanymoresprucegumwhereyouwentthistime？"
　　"Poundsandpounds，Rod；enoughtobringmeinnearlyahundreddollars。IchancedonthegreatestplaceI’vefoundyet。I
　　followedthewakeofanoldwhirlwindthathadleftlongfurrowsintheforest，——I’vetoldyouhowthethingworks，——andItrackeditscoursebythegumthathadformedwhereverthetreeswerewounded。It’shard，lonelywork，Rod，butitpayswell。"
　　"IfIcouldhavebeenthere，maybewecouldhavegotmore。I’mgoodatshinninguptrees。"
　　"Yes，sometimewe’11gogum—pickingtogether。We’llclimbthetreeslikeacoupleofcats，andtakeourknivesandserapeoffthepreciouslumpsthatareworthsomuchmoneytothedruggists。
　　You’veletdownthebars，Isee。"
　　"’CauseIknewyou’dcometo—night，"saidRodman。"Ifeltitinmybones。We’regoingtohaveasplendidsupper。"
　　"Arewe？That’sgoodnews。"Ivorytriedtomakehistonebrightandinterested，thoughhisheartwaslikealumpofleadinhisbreast。"It’stheleastIcandoforthepoorlittlechap，"hethought，"whenhestaysascaretakerinthislonelyspot。——I
　　wonderifIhadn’tbetterdriveintothebarn，Rod，andleavetheharnessonNicktillIgoinandseemother？GuessIwill。"
　　"She’shot，AuntBoyntonis，hotandrestless，butMrs。Masonthinksthat’sall。"
　　Ivoryfoundhismotherfeverish，andhereyeswereunnaturallybright；butshewasclearinXmindandcheerful，too，sittingupinbedtor^breathethebetter，whiletheMalteseeatsnuggledunderherarmandpurredpeacefully"ThecatisRod’sidea，"shesaidsmilinglybutinaveryweakvoice。"HeisagreatnurseIshouldneverhavethoughtoftheeatmyselfbutshegivesmemorecomfortthanallthemedicine。"
　　IvoryandRodmandrewuptothesuppertable，alreadysetinthekitchen，butbeforeIvorytookhisseathesoftlyclosedthedoorthatledintotheliving—room。Theyatetheirbeansandbrownbreadandthemincepiethathadbeenthe"splendid"featureofthemeal，asreportedbytheboy；andwhentheyhadfinished，andRodmanwasclearingthetable，Ivorywalkedtothewindow，lightinghispipethewhile，andstoodsoberlylookingoutonthesnowylandscape。Onecouldscarcelytellitwastwilight，withsuchsweepsofwhitenesstocatcheverygleamofthedyingday。
　　"Dropworkaminuteandcomehere，Rod，"hesaidatlength。"Canyoukeepasecret？"
　　"’CourseIcan！I’mchockfullof’emnow，andnobodycoulddigoneof’emouto’mewithapickaxe！"
　　"Oh，well！Ifyou’refullyounaturallycouldn’tholdanother！"
　　"Icouldtrytosqueezeitin，ifit’saniceone，"coaxedtheboy。
　　"Idon’tknowwhetheryou’11thinkit’saniceone，Rod，foritbreaksuponeofyourplans。I’mnotsuremyselfhowniceitis，butit’saverybig，unexpected，startlingone。Whatdoyouthink？YourfavoritePattyhasgoneandgotmarried。"
　　"Patty！Married！"criedRod，thenhastilyputtinghishandoverhismouthtohushhistoo—loudspeaking。
　　"Yes，sheandMarkWilsonranawaylastMonday，droveovertoAllentown，NewHampshire，andweremarriedwithouttellingasoul。DeaconBaxterdiscoveredeverythingthisafternoon，liketheoldfoxthatheis，andturnedPattyoutofthehouse。"
　　"Meanoldskinflint！"exclaimedRodexcitedly，alltheincipientmanhoodrisinginhisten—year—oldbreast。"IsshegonetolivewiththeWilsons？"
　　"TheWilsonsdon’tknowyetthatMarkismarriedtoher，butI
　　methimdrivinglikeJehu，justafterIhadleftPatty，andtoldhimeverythingthathadhappened，anddidmybesttocoolhimdownandkeephimfrommurderinghisnewfather—in—lawbyshowinghimitwouldservenorealpurposenow。"
　　"Didhelookmarried，andalldifferent？"askedRodcuriously。
　　"Yes，hedid，andmorelikeamanthaneverhelookedbeforeinhislife。Wetalkedeverythingovertogether，andhewenthomeatoncetobreakthenewstohisfamily，withoutevengoingtotakeapeepatPatty。Icouldn’tbeartohavethemmeettillhehadsomethingcheerfultosaytothepoorlittlesoul。WhenImetherbyUncleBart’sshop，shewastrudgingalonginthesnowlikeadraggledbutterfly，andcryinglikeababy。"
　　SympathetictearsdimmedRodman’seyes。"Ican’tbeartoseegirlscry，Ivory。Ijustcan’tbearit，especiallyPatty。"
　　"NeithercanI，Rod。Icameprettynearwipinghereyes，butpulledup，rememberingshewasn’tachildbutamarriedlady。
　　Well，nowwecometothepoint。"
　　"Isn’tPatty’sbeingmarriedthepoint？"
　　"No，onlypartofit。Patty’sbeingsentawayfromhomeleavesWaitstillalonewiththeDeacon，doyousee？AndifPattyisyourfavorite，Waitstillismine——Imightaswellownuptothat。"
　　"She’smine，too，"criedRod。"They’rebothmyfavorites，butI
　　alwaysthoughtPattywasthesuitablestformetomarryifshe’dwaitforme。Waitstillistoograndforaboy！"
　　"She’stoograndforanybody，Rod。Thereisn’tamanalivethat’sworthytostraponherskates。"
　　"Well，she’stoograndforanybodyexcept——"andhereRod’sshy，wistfulvoicetrailedoffintodiscreetsilence。
　　"NowIhadsometalkwithPatty，andshethinksWaitstillwillhavenotroublewithherfatherjustatpresent。Shesayshelavishedsomuchrageuponherthatthere’llbenoneleftforanybodyelseforadayortwo。And，moreover，thathewillneverdaretogotoofarwithWaitstill，becauseshe’ssousefultohim。I’mnotafraidofhisbeatingorinjuringhersolongashekeepshissobersenses，ifhe’severrightlyhadany；butIdon’tliketothinkofhisupbraidingherandbreakingherheartwithhiscrueltalkjustaftershe’slostthesisterthat’sbeenheronlycompanion。"AndIvory’shandtrembledashefilledhispipe。
　　Hehadnoconfidantbutthisquaint，tender—hearted，old—fashionedlittlelad，towhomhehadgrowntospeakhismindasifhewereamanofhisownage；andRod，inthesameway，hadgraduallylearnedtounderstandandsympathize。
　　"It’sdreadfullonesomeonTown—HouseHill，"saidtheboyinahushedtone"Dreadfullonesome，"echoedIvorywithasigh；"andIdon’tdareleavemotheruntilherfeverdiesdownabitandshesleeps。Nowdoyourememberthenightthatshewastakenill，andwesharedthewatch？"
　　Rodmanheldhisbreath。"Doyoumeanyou’regoingtoletmehelpjustasifIwasbig？"heasked，speakingthroughagreatlumpinhisthroat。
　　"Thereareonlytwoofus，Rod。You’reratheryoungforthispieceofwork，butyou’retrusty——you’retrusty！"
　　"AmItokeepwatchontheDeacon？"
　　"That’sit，andthisismyplan：Nickwillhavehadhisfeed；you’retodrivetothebridgewhenitgetsalittledarkerandhitchinUncleBart’shorse—shed，coveringNickwell。You’retogointothebrickstore，andwhileyou’regettingsomegrocerieswrappedup，listentoanythingthemensay，toseeiftheyknowwhat’shappened。Whenyou’vehungaboutaslongasyoudare，leaveyourbundleandsayyou’llcallinagainforit。ThenseeifBaxter’sstoreisopen。Idon’tbelieveitwillbe，andifitIsn’t，lookforalightinhiskitchenwindow，andprowlabouttillyouknowthatWaitstillandtheDeaconhavegoneuptotheirbedrooms。
　　ThengotoUncleBart’sandfindoutifPattyisthere。"
　　Rod’seyesgrewbiggerandbigger："ShallItalktoher？"heasked；"andwhat’llIsay？"
　　"No，justaskifshe’sthere。Ifshe’sgone，Markhasmadeitrightwithhisfamilyandtakenherhome。Ifshehasn’t，why，Godknowshowthatmatterwillbestraightenedout。Anyhow，shehasahusbandnow，andheseemstovalueher；andWaitstillisaloneonthetopofthatwind—swepthill！"
　　"I’llgo。I’llremembereverything，"criedRodman，intheseventhheavenofdelightattheresponsibilitiesIvorywasheapinguponhim。
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　　"Don’tstaybeyondeighto’clock；butcomebackandtellmeeverythingyou’velearned。Then，ifmothergrowsnoworse，I’llwalkbacktoUncleBart’sshopandspendthenightthere，just——justtobenear，that’sall。"
　　"Youcouldn’thearWaitstill，evenifshecalled，"Rodsaid。
　　"Couldn’tI？Aman’searsareverysharpundercertaincircumstances。IbelieveifWaitstillneededhelpIcouldhearher——breathe！Besides，IshallbeupanddownthehilltillI
　　knowall’swell；andatsunriseI’11goupandhidebehindsomeofBaxter’sbuildingstillIseehimgethisbreakfastandgotothestore。Nowwashyourdishes"；
　　andIvorycaughtuphiscapfromahookbehindthedoor。
　　"Areyougoingtothebarn？"askedRodman。
　　"No，onlydowntothegateforaminute。Marksaidthatifhehadagoodchancehe’dsendaboywithanote，andgethimtoputitunderthestonegate—post。It’stoosoontoexpectit，perhaps，butIcan’tseemtokeepstill。"
　　Rodmantiedaginghamapronroundhiswaist，carriedthetea—kettletothesink，andpouredthedishpanfullofboilingwater；thendippedthecupsandplatesinandout，wipedthemandreplacedthemonthetable’gavethebean—platteraspecialpolish，andsetthehalfmincepieandthebutter—dishinthecellar—way。
　　"Aboyhastodomosteverythinginthisfamily！"Hesighedtohimself。
　　"Idon’tmindwashingdishes，exceptthenastyfrying—panandthestickybean—pot；butwhatI’mgoingtodoto—nightisdifferent。"
　　Hereheglowedandtingledwithanticipation。"Iknowwhattheycallitinthestory—books——it’ssentryduty；andthat’sbraverworkforaboythandish—washing！"
　　Which，however，dependsagooddealuponcircumstances，andsomewhatonthepointofview。
　　XXXII
　　THEHOUSEOFAARON
　　AFEELINGthatthedaywastobringgreatthingshaddawneduponWaitstillwhenshewokethatmorning，andnowitwascomingtrue。
　　ClimbingSacoHillwaslikeclimbingthehillofherdreams；lifeandlovebeckonedtoheracrossthesnowyslopes。
　　AtrestaboutPatty’sfuture，thoughtroubledastohersorryplightatthemoment，shewasconsciouschieflyofhernew—bornfreedom。Sherevelledinthekeenairthattingledagainsthercheek，anddrewinfreshhopewitheverybreath。Asshetrodtheshiningpathwayshewasfullofexpectancy，hereyesdancing，herheartasbuoyantasherstep。Notavestigeofconfusionoruncertaintyvexedhermind。SheknewIvoryforhertruemate，andifthewaytohimtookherthroughdarkplacesitwaslightedbyasteadfastbeaconoflove。
　　Atthetopofthehillsheturnedthecornerbreathlessly，andfacedthelengthofroadthatledtotheBoyntonfarm。Mrs。
　　Mason’shousewasbeyond，andoh，howshehopedthatIvorywouldbeathome，andthatsheneednotwaitanotherdaytotellhimall，andclaimthegiftsheknewwashersbeforesheaskedit。
　　Shemightnothavethesameexaltationto—morrow，fornowtherewerenolevelsinherheartandsoul。Shehadasenseofmountingfromheighttoheightandlightingfiresoneverypeakofherbeing。Shetooknoheedoftheroadshewastravelling；shewasconsciousonlyofawonderfulinwardglow。
　　Thehousewasnowinsight，andatallfigurewasissuingfromthesidedoor，puttingonafurcapasitcameoutonthestepsanddownthelane。Ivorywasathome，then，and，bestofall，hewasunconsciouslycomingtomeether——althoughtheirheartshadbeencomingtomeeteachother，shethought，eversincetheyfirstbegantobeat。
　　AsshenearedthebarsshecalledIvory’sname。Hishandswereinthepocketsofhisgreat—coat，andhiseyeswerefixedontheground。Sombrehewas，distinctlysombre，inmienandgait；couldshemakehimsmileandflushandglow，asshewassmilingandflushingandglowing？Asheheardhervoiceheraisedhisheadquicklyanduncomprehendingly。
　　"Don’tcomeanynearer，"shesaid，"untilIhavetoldyousomething！"Hismindhadbeensofullofherthatthesightofherintheflesh，standingtwentyfeetaway，bewilderedhim。
　　Shetookafewstepsnearerthegate，nearenoughnowforhimtoseeherrosyfaceframedinabluehood，andtocatchthebrightnessofhereyesundertheirlovelylashes。Ordinarilytheywerecoolandlimpidandgrave，Waitstill’seyes；nowasunbeamdancedineachofthem。Andherlips，almostalwaystightlyclosed，asifshewereholdingbackhernaturalspeech，——herlipswereredandparted，andthesoulofher，freeatlast，shonethroughherface，makingitluminouswithanewbeauty。
　　"Ihavelefthomeforgoodandall，"shesaid。"I’lltellyoumoreofthislateron，butIhaveleftmyfather’shousewithnothingtomynamebuttheclothesIstandin。Iamgoingtolookforworkinthemillsto—morrow，butIstoppedheretosaythatI’mreadytomarryyouwheneveryouwantme——ifyoudowantme。"
　　Ivorywasbewildered，indeed，butnotsomuchsothathefailedtoapprehend，andinstantly，too，therealsignificanceofthisspeech。
　　Hetookacoupleoflongstrides，andbeforeWaitstillhadanyideaofhisintentionshevaultedoverthebarsandgatheredherinhisarms。
　　"Nevershallyougotothemills，nevershallyouleavemysightforasinglehouragain，myone—woman—in—all—the—world！Cometome，tobelovedandtreasuredallyourlifelong！I’veworshippedyoueversinceIwasaboy；I’vekeptmyheartsweptandgarnishedforyouandnoother，hopingImightwinyouatlast。"
　　Howglorioustohearallthisdeliciouspoetryoflove，andtofeelIvory’sarmsabouther，makingthedreamseemsurer！
　　"Oh，howlikeyoutoshortenthetimeofmywaiting！"hewenton，hiswordsfairlychasingoneanotherintheireagernesstobespokenHowlikeyoutocountonme，toguessmyhungerforyourlove，torealizethechainsthatheldmeback，andbreakthemyourselfwithyourowndear，womanlyhands！Howlikeyou，oh，wonderfulWaitstill！"
　　Ivorywentonmurmuringphrasesthathadbeenlyinginhisheartunsaidforyears，scarcelyconsciousofwhathewassaying，realizingonlythatthemiracleofmiracleshadhappened。
　　Waitstill，forherpart，wasalmostdumbwithjoytobelyingsoclosetohisheartthatshecouldhearitbeating；tofeelthepassionatetendernessofhisembraceandhiskissfallinguponherhair。
　　"Ididnotknowagirlcouldbesohappy！"shewhispered。"I’vedreamedofit，butitwasnothinglikethis。Iamalla—tremblewithit。"
　　Ivoryheldheroffatarm’slengthforamoment，reluctantly，grudgingly。"Youtookmefairlyoffmyfeet，dearest，"hesaid，"andforgoteverythingbuttheonesupremefactyouweretellingme。HadIbeenonguardIshouldhavetoldyouthatIamnoworthyhusbandforyou，Waitstill。Ihaven’tenoughtooffersuchagirlasyou。"
　　"You’retoolate，Ivory！Youshowedmeyourheartfirst，andnowyouaresearchingyourmindforbugbearstofrightenme。"
　　"Iamapoorman。"
　　"NogirlcouldbepoorerthanIam。"
　　"Afterwhatyou’veendured，yououghttohaverestandcomfort。"
　　"Ishallhaveboth——inyou！"Thiswitheyes，allwet，liftedtoIvory’s。
　　"Mymotherisagreatburden——averydearandprecious，butagrievousone。"
　　"Sheneedsadaughter。ItisinsuchthingsthatIshallbeyourhelpmate。"
　　"Willnottheboytroubleyouandaddtoyourcares？"
　　"Rod？Ilovehim；heshallbemylittlebrother。"
　　"Whatifmyfatherwerenotreallydead？——Ithinkofthissometimesinthenight！——Whatifheshouldwanderback，brokeninspirit，feebleinbody，emptyinpurse？"
　　"Idonotcometoyoufreeofburdens。Ifmyfatherisdesertedbyall，Imustseethatheismadecomfortable。Henevertreatedmelikeadaughter，butIacknowledgehisclaim。"
　　"Mineissuchagloomyhouse！"
　　"WillitbegloomywhenIaminit？"andWaitstill，usuallysograve，laughedatlastlikeacare—freechild。
　　Ivoryfelthimselfhiddeninthebeautifulshelterofthegirl’slove。Itwasdarknow，orasdarkasthenighteveristhathasmoonlightandsnow。HetookWaitstillinhisarmsagainreverently，andlaidhischeekagainstherhair。"IworshipGodaswellasIknowhow，"hewhispered；"worshiphimasthemakerofthisbigheavenandearththatsurroundsus。ButIworshipyouasthemakerofmylittleheavenandearth，andmyheartissayingitsprayerstoyouatthisverymoment！"
　　"Hush，mydear！hush！anddon’tvaluemetoomuch，orIshalllosemyhead——Ithathaveneverknownasweetwordinallmylifesavethosethatmysisterhasgivenme。——ImusttellyouallaboutPattynow。"
　　"Ihappentoknowmorethanyou，dear。ImetheratthebridgewhenIwascominghomefromthewoods，andIsawhersafelytoUncleBart’sdoor。——Idon’tknowwhywespeakofitasUncleBart’swhenitisreallyAuntAbby’s！——InextmetMark，whohadfairlyflownfromBridgtononthewingsoflove，arrivinghoursaheadoftime。Imanagedtokeephimfromavengingtheinsultsheapeduponhisbride，andhehasdriventotheMillstoconfideinhisfatherandmother。BythistimePattyisprobablythecentreofthefamilygroup，charmingthemallasishercustom。"
　　"Oh，IamsogladMarkisathome！NowIcanbeatrestaboutPatty。AndImustnotlingeranothermoment，forIamgoingtoaskMrs。Masontokeepmeovernight，"criedWaitstill，bethinkingherselfsuddenlyoftimeandplace。
　　"Iwilltakeyoutheremyselfandexplaineverything。AndthemomentI’velightedafireinMrs。Mason’sbestbedroomandsettledyouthere，whatdoyouthinkIamgoingtodo？Ishalldrivetothetownclerk’shouse，andifheisinbed，routhimoutandhavethenoticeofourintendedmarriagepostedinapublicplaceaccordingtolaw。PerhapsIshallsaveadayoutofthefourteenI’vegottowaitformywife。’Mills，’
　　indeed！Iwonderatyou，Waitstill！AsifMrs。Mason’shousewasnotfarenoughaway，withoutyourspeakingof’mills。’"
　　"Ionlysuggestedmillsincaseyoudidnotwanttomarryme，"
　　saidWaitstill。
　　"Walkuptothedoorwithme，"beggedIvory。
　　"Thehorseisallharnessed，andRodwillsliphimintothesleighinajiffy。"
　　"Oh，Ivory！doyourealizewhatthismeans？"——andWaitstillclungtohisarmastheywentupthelanetogether——"thatwhateversorrow，whateverhardshipcomestous，neitherofuswilleverhavetobearitaloneagain？"
　　"IbelieveIdorealizeitasfewmencould，forneverinmyfive—and—twentyyearshaveIhadahumancreaturetowhomIcouldpourmyselfout，inwhomIcouldreallyconfide，withwhomI
　　couldtakecounsel。Youcanguesswhatitwillbetohaveacomprehendingwomanatmyside。Shallwetellmymother？Dosay’yes’；Ibelieveshewillunderstand。——Rod，Rod！comeandseewho’ssteppinginthedoorthisveryminute！"
　　Rodmanwasupinhisbedroom，attiringhimselfelaboratelyforsentryduty。HisdelightatseeingWaitstillwasperhapsslightlytemperedbythethoughtthatflashedatoncethroughhismind，——thatifshewassafe，hewouldnotberequiredtostandguardinthesnowforhoursashehadhoped。ButthisgriefpassedwhenhefullyrealizedwhatWaitstill’spresenceatthefarmatthisunaccustomedhourreallymeant。Afterhehadbeentold，hehungaboutherlikethechildthathewas，——thoughhehadabitoftheheroinhim，atbottom，too，——embracingherwaistfondly，andbristlingwithwonderingquestions。
　　"Isshereallygoingtostaywithusforalways，Ivory？"heasked。
　　"Everydayandallthedays；everynightandallthenights。
　　’PraiseGodfromwhomallblessingsflow！’"saidIvory，takingoffhisfurcapandopeningthedooroftheliving—room。"Butwe’vegottowaitforherawholefortnight，Rod。Isn’tthataridiculoussnailofalaw？"
　　"Pattydidn’twaitafortnight。"
　　"Pattyneverwaitedforanything，"Ivoryrespondedwithasmile；
　　"butshehadagoodreason，and，alas！wehaven’t，orthey’11saythatwehaven’t。AndIamverygratefultothesamedearlittlePatty，forwhenshegotherselfahusbandshefoundmeawife！"
　　Rodmandidnotwhollyunderstandthis，butfeltthatthereweremanymysteriesattendingtheloveaffairsofgrown—uppeoplethatweretoocomplicatedforhimtograsp；anditdidnotseemtobejusttherightmomentforquestions。
　　WaitstillandIvorywentintoMrs。Boynton’sroomquietly，handinhand，andwhenshesawWaitstillsheraisedherselffromherpillowandheldoutherarmswithasoftcryofdelight。
　　"Ihaven’thadyouforsolong，solong！"shesaid，touchingthegirl’scheekwithherfrailhand。
　　"Youaregoingtohavemeeverydaynow，dear，"whisperedWaitstill，withasobinhervoice；forshesawachangeintheface，anewtransparency，astillmoreethereallookthanhadbeentherebefore。
　　"Everyday？"sherepeated，longingly。Waitstilltookoffherhood，andkneltonthefloorbesidethebed，hidingherfaceinthecounterpanetoconcealthetears。
　　"Sheiscomingtolivewithus，dear。——Comein，Rod，andhearmetellher。——Waitstilliscomingtolivewithus：isn’tthatabeautifulthingtohappentothisdrearyhouse？"askedIvory，bendingtotakehismother’shand。
　　"Don’tyourememberwhatyouthoughtthefirsttimeIevercamehere，mother？"andWaitstillliftedherhead，andlookedatMrs。
　　Boyntonwithswimmingeyesandlipsthattrembled。"Ivoryismakingitallcometrue，andIshallbeyourdaughter！"
　　Mrs。Boyntonsankfartherbackintoherpillows，andclosinghereyes，gavealongsighofinfinitecontent。Hervoicewassofaintthattheyhadtostooptocatchthewords，andIvory，feelingthestrangebenedictionthatseemedtobepassingfromhismother’sspirittotheirs，tookRod’shandandkneltbesideWaitstill。
　　TheverseofafavoritepsalmwasrunningthroughLoisBoynton’smind，andinamomentthewordscameclearly，assheopenedhereyes，liftedherhands，andtouchedthebowedheads。"LetthehouseofAaronnowsaythathismercyendurethforever！"shesaid，slowlyandreverently；andIvory，withallhisheart，responded，"Amen！"
　　XXXIII
　　AARON’SROD
　　"IVORY！IVORY！"
　　Ivorystirredinasleepthathadbeentroubledbytoogreathappiness。Totraveladrearypathalone，apathleadingseeminglynowhere，andthensuddenlytohaveacompanionbyone’sside，theverysightofwhomenchantedtheeye，theverytouchofwhomdelightedthesenses——whatjoyunspeakable！Whocouldsleepsoundlywhenwakefulnessbroughtatrainofsuchblissfulthoughts？
　　"Ivory！Ivory！"
　　Hewasfullyawakenow，forheknewhismother’svoice。Inalltheyears，everthoughtfulofhiscomfortandoftheconstantstrainuponhisstrength，Loishadneverwakenedhersonatnight。
　　"Coming，mother，coming！"hesaid，whenherealizedshewascallinghim；andhastilydrawingonsomeclothing，forthenightwasbitterlycold，hecameoutofhisroomandsawhismotherstandingatthefootofthestairway，withalightedcandleinherhand。
　　"Canyoucomedown，Ivory？ItisastrangehourtocallyoubutI
　　havesomethingtotellyou；somethingIhavebeenpiecingtogetherforweeks；somethingIhavejustclearlyremembered。"
　　"Ifit’ssomethingthatwon’tkeeptillmorning，mother，youcreepbackintobedandwe’llhearitcomfortably，"hesaid，comingdownstairsandleadinghertoherroom。"I’llsmooththecovers，so；beatupthepillows，——there，andthrowanotherlogonthesitting—roomfire。Now，what’sthematter？Couldn’tyousleep？"