"It seems to me as if I only roused up along in the winter, and began to
study in earnest. Mr. Warfield took such an interest in me. And I began
to love knowledge, to learn how much there was of it in the world. He
thought I ought to go to the High School and study for a teacher, and
then I just knew what I should like best of all things in the world. And
since I've been here I've thought it over and over----"
"And do not know how to compass it?" There was a sound in her voice that
expressed the smile on her face.
"I have even planned for that. If you did not go away all the fall I
should ask you to let me stay and do some work, and try to even it up
next summer when the boarders come. But I've thought maybe there would
be someone else who would be satisfied with what I could do nights and
mornings and Saturdays for my board----"
The tone was breathless and had to stop. She was amazed that she could
say all this.
"My dear child! Have you been studying all this out? Well, you certainly
have a right to education when you are willing to work for it that way.
And I believe it can be compassed."
Helen squeezed the hand nearest her with a joyful eagerness.
"But there's another side to it. I didn't think of that until this
afternoon. I fancied I could go away and study and work until I came to
the place where I could earn money, like Miss Remington, and no one
would have any right to interfere. Aunt Jane thinks I know quite enough,
and has planned for me to go in the shop, Jenny has spoken for the
chance. I should just hate it! I think I should run away. I don't know
why I am different, but I am. I feel it now more than ever. Aunt Jane
doesn't want me to be like my father, and she lays the blame on
education. Oh, Mrs. Dayton, you do not think he ever did anything
absolutely wrong, that one had need to be ashamed of?"
Helen's face was in a blaze of scarlet. How many times she had longed to
ask the question.
"Why no. He had the name of being queer, and holding queer beliefs. But
he was honest as the day, and temperate, and not given to brawling as
the Bible has it. And he paid Aunt Jane for a while. I feel sure he
must be dead."
"And since then they have taken care of me. Aunt Jane thinks I ought to
be very grateful, and I do want to be. I suppose they could have sent me
to the poor-house."
"Oh, no, Uncle Jason wouldn't."
"I don't believe Aunt Jane would. But does that give them the right to
say what I shall do or be, or put me in the shop against my will, when
maybe I could earn my own way somewhere else?"
"Why no, I do not think it does. You were not even given to them. You
certainly have the right to decide some things. And if friends should be
willing to help you----"
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