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“That’s just my desire,” cried Susie; and coming beside him, she put her
arms around his neck and kissed his forehead. In return, he kissed both
her cheeks, saying, “You are my right-hand man, you know. I leave you
this plan to-night, which you will study, and here is a magazine having
a pretty full description of the original. In a short time I must go to
Guise. I shall take Min, my daughter,” he added, gravely, as if there
was no possibility of questioning his right, “and you must look about
for a nurse to take charge of her. I should think Linnie would like that
place; and understand, I have a special reason for hitting upon her. You
will go—that is, you _can_, can you not? You see, Min must go, for I
wish her to stay, if you are willing—not otherwise, of course; and as
this is a business expedition, you must be totally relieved from nursery
duties.”
Susie’s head fairly swam. “Yes, you can go as well as not,” said Clara.
“It will do me good to work into your place. I will commence with new
responsibilities at once, so I may be used to them. Young Page, the new
assistant, is going to prove a great acquisition to us.”
“Oh yes, I remember,” said the count. “I must see him.”
“Can you not come back with us from the prospecting expedition,
to-morrow?” asked Susie. “You and the doctor, and take lunch with us. We
have taken Page right into the family, you know. He is really a nice
young fellow—so well bred and modest.” The count accepted, and then bade
the ladies good-morning.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
THE COUNT’S SPEECH TO HIS WORKMEN.
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