The Red Debt: Echoes from KentuckyMacDonald, Everett
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The Red Debt: Echoes from Kentucky
MacDonald, Everett
Kentucky -- Fiction
Belle-Ann walked to the window, a new exquisite incarnation of girlhood.
With a thankful, gracious heart, ready and primed for the wonders of
which she now had a divine intuition, she gazed across to the mountain
summits, touched with the iridescent vapors, figured by the rising sun.
She watched the veil-like mist gradually rise over the river where it
lingered like a film of bluish wood smoke. She listened to the clamorous
carols of the birds, and there was a song in her heart and inwardly she
was stirred with all the inspirations that accompany the placidity of a
spirit untroubled and immaculate. The chapel chimes suddenly pealed out
their morning anthems, and its music tinkled sweetly across the senses
of the girl whose soul was throbbing in perfect attune.
From the sublimity of her momentary reverie, Miss Worth's gentle voice
aroused Belle-Ann.
"Belle-Ann," she said, "would a bit of news before breakfast be
distasteful?"
The girl cast a quick, expectant look toward Miss Worth, whose face was
symbolical of still another revelation.
"I can bear anything," answered Belle-Ann. "I can now appreciate more
than ever any glad news--life can hold no sorrow now that I cannot
endure bravely--don't hesitate to tell me--I am unafraid."
"Well--it is not by any means fearful news, my dear; on the contrary,
it's the most delightful surprise imaginable--the only thing I fear is
that you will not forgive us for what will doubtless present itself to
your mind as a rank conspiracy."
Belle-Ann laughed and squeezed the hand that crept into hers.
"When you are concerned, you are forgiven anything in advance--you-all
couldn't commit anything, Miss Worth, that I could hold against you a
second," she assured, laughingly.
The older woman fell pensive for a moment.
"Belle-Ann--I have known this for a long time--Colonel Tennytown asked
me to acquaint you with this when I thought fit--I think the proper time
is now at hand--Colonel Tennytown was your mother's father, Belle-Ann."
CHAPTER XXVII
A GRANDFATHER
"Oh!--Miss Worth!" ejaculated the girl with a noticeable catch in her
voice. "My grandfather--you-all can't mean that Colonel Tennytown is my
really grandfather?" she pressed hastily, overwhelmed by this
unlooked-for surprise.
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