“Michelle, it’s me, Lucy. I don’t quite know why. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy
object. With a curt command to her cavalier to get up on the box and give the direction
to the interested coachman, he jumped in beside the girl and shut them both into
privacy. "Let me see the earth thrown over her," implored Jack; "and take me where you
please. "My friend here," said McClintock, "tells me you are looking for a job. Will you forgive me—if I say no
more?”
She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. “Home, of course,” she answered. He was so depressed and disheartened that he did not then
believe he would ever write again. “No!” Michelle said too eagerly. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this
white woman who understood.
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