Christian fiction; Families -- Fiction; Love stories
"You see it was this way. The windows were some that were left over
from another order, and I got a chance to get them at a bargain. I
thought they might as well be put in now as any time and you get the
benefit of them. The barn really needed more light. It was a very
dark barn indeed. Hadn't you noticed it? I can't see how my
grandfather thought it would do to have so little light and air. But
you know in the old times they didn't use to have such advanced ideas
about ventilation and germs and things----" He felt he was getting on
rather famously until he looked down at the clear eyes of the girl, and
knew she was seeing right straight through all his talk. However, she
hadn't the face to tell him so; and so he boldly held on his way,
making up fine stories about things that barns needed until he all but
believed them himself; and, when he got through, he needed only to
finish with "And, if it isn't so, it ought to be" to have a regular
Water-Baby argument out of it. He managed to talk on in this vein
until he could stop the car and help Shirley out, and together they all
went up the now velvety green of the incline to the big door.
"It is beautiful! beautiful!" murmured Shirley in a daze of delight.
She could not yet make it seem real that she was to come to this
charmed spot to live in a few days.
Graham unlocked the big doors, and sent them rolling back with a touch,
showing what ball bearings and careful workmanship can do. The group
stepped inside, and stood to look again.
The setting sun was casting a red glow through the diamond panes and
over the wide floor. The new partitions, guiltless of paint, for
Graham had not dared to go further, were mellowed into ruby hangings.
The stone fireplace rose at the opposite side of the room, and the new
staircase was just at the side, all in the ruddy evening glow that
carried rich dusky shadows into the corners, and hung a curtain of
vagueness over blemishes.
Then all suddenly, before they had had time to take in the changes,
more than the fact of the partitions which they expected, Graham
stepped to the side of the door, and touched a button, and behold a
myriad of lights burst forth about the place, making it bright like
noontime.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" breathed Carol in awe and wonder, and "Oh!" again, as
if there were nothing else to say. But Shirley only looked and caught
her breath. It seemed a palace too fine for their poor little means,
and a sudden fear gripped hold upon her.
"Oh Mr. Graham! You have done too much!" she choked. "You shouldn't
have done it! We can never afford to pay for all this!"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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