“I do not care anything about dancing. I know what would make me dance
nicely enough for anything, but I am going to try the music, and see if
I can learn just a few little songs and some old melodies for evening,
when the work is done, the fire burns low, and you are resting on the
rug. There is enough room for a piano between your door and the south
wall and that corner seems vacant anyway. You would like it, David, I
know, if I could play and sing just enough to put you to sleep nicely.
It is in the back of my head that I will try to do every single thing,
just as they want me to, and that will make them happy, but never forget
that the instant I feel in my soul that your kiss is right on my lips,
I am coming to you by lightning express; and I told them so the first
thing, and that I only came because you made me.
“They did not raise an objection, but I am not so dull that I cannot see
they are trying to bind me to them from the very first with chains too
strong to break. We had just one little clash. Grandfather was mightily
pleased over what you told Mr. Kennedy about my never having been your
wife, and that I was really free. There seems to be a man, the son
of his partner, whom grandfather dearly loves, and he wants me to
be friends with his friend. One can see at once what he is planning,
because he said he was going to introduce me as Miss Jameson. I told
him that would be creating a false impression, because I was a married
woman; but he only laughed at me and went straight to doing it.
“Of course, I know why, but he is so terribly set I cannot stop him, so
I shall have to tell people myself that I am a staid, old married lady.
After all, I suppose I might as well let him go, if it pleases him. I
shall know how to protect myself and any one else, from any mistakes
concerning me; and in my heart I know what I know, and what I cannot
make you believe, but I will some day.
“I suspect you're harvesting the ginseng now. The roar and rush of the
city seem strange, as if I never had heard it before, and I feel so
crowded. I scarcely can sleep at night for the clamour of the cars,
cabs, and throbbing life. Grandfather will not hear a word, and he just
sputters and says 'demnation' when I try to tell him about you; but
grandmother will listen, and I talk to her of you and Medicine Woods by
the hour. She says she thinks you must be a wonderfully nice person. I
haven't dared tell her yet the thing that will win her. She is so little
and frail, and she has heart trouble so badly; but some day I shall
tell her all about Chicago that I can, and then of Uncle Henry, and then
about you and the oak, and that will make her love you as I do. There
are so many things to do; they have sent for me three times. I shall
tell them they must put you on the schedule, and give me so much time to
write or I will upset the whole programme.
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