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He averted his gaze from Isabelle to Mayflower, the mention of
their landlord was a sore point between them. Well, it does make
sense. With the money we can buy more ewes or fix up the sheds,
Isabelle slashed at the mammoth climbing rose at the front of the maybe buy. . .
house. Behind her a small fire smouldered after devouring her last Yes, I will think about it. At the mention of Harrington, Isabelle
toss of thorny vines. She stood back and surveyed her morning s raked furiously. She clenched her teeth, tired of hearing Hughie
work. She glanced at the pitifully few remaining geese, ducks and praise Ethan Harrington s every word. I feel uneasy about selling
chickens that flittered about the front yard fighting over the insects Farrell s animals without his consent.
and worms she had uncovered in her task of making the entrance It s not as if he cares.
to the house more presentable. She raked more clippings into a pile She shrugged. Even so.
and the poultry ran for the pickings she revealed. Aren t you the Right, well, I d better get back to chopping the wood. After a
lucky ones? She smiled at them as they squawked and jabbed at last look at her from under his lashes, he left.
each other. You survived the winter. So now you must behave and Isabelle nodded with a sigh. She was losing her sanity over
lay a dozen eggs a day and in return, I ll let you sit on some of them Ethan. In the last two weeks he had arrived nearly every day on
to hatch fine chicks. some pretext or another. The butcher slaughtered the four ewes at
Weak sunshine crept from behind a cloud and brightened the no cost to her and what meat she didn t want, the butcher bought
house s brick walls, bare now from the thick covering of the climb- from her, providing welcome funds. Ethan also arranged for the
ing rose. Gardening gave her much satisfaction. She had always piglets to be sold at market, dropped off a cartload of vegetable
enjoyed helping her grandfather in his small garden between the seedlings, plus new hoes and spades. Whenever he arrived, he
vicarage and the church. Now, as she continued to rake the rose brought a hamper of food and small tokens of friendship like a
trimmings into the fire, she took pleasure in her achievement. After wooden case filled with needles and thread, newspapers, books
trampling down the long grass, narrow garden beds had emerged, from his own library and clothes for Hughie which were once his
lining the curved path from the drive to the front door. Daffodils own but no longer fitted.
and snowdrops materialized once she had removed the choking At first, she had been mortified by his charity. Her pride tempted
weeds from the beds. She pruned the old rose bushes into some her to refuse his gifts, but one look at Hughie s delighted face
semblance of order and dug manure into the soil between clumps quickly dampened her self-righteousness. How could she deny her
of wild purple violets. The former mistress of Meadow Farm must darling brother all the things she would have liked to buy for him?
have found some time to get pleasure from gardening. Isabelle Things he had earned through hard work. She couldn t deny that
knew that in the summer the roses would be a welcome delight Ethan s help eased their lot considerably. So, biting back her urge to
after winter s bleakness. tell Ethan she would rather swim in the midden than accept his
Here she is, Belle. Hughie came around from the side of the gifts, she let Hughie bask in his attention.
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It annoyed her that her body reacted to his presence. She craved She didn t know what happened to you all, but she said that a
his smile like a drowning man needing air. She knew with every girl by the name of Gibson had been married not so long ago to a
look and word that he was simply waiting for her to surrender to Len Farrell of Meadow Farm. She had to copy the record in the
their attraction. Every fibre of her being wanted to. She physically register. It s a job she does every so often apparently. He shrugged
ached to touch him, but what would it achieve? Once she started and again searched the yard. I was buying the boy something to eat
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Dobre pomysły nie mają przeszłości, mają tylko przyszłość. Robert Mallet
De minimis - o najmniejszych rzeczach.
Dobroć jest ważniejsza niż mądrość, a uznanie tej prawdy to pierwszy krok do mądrości. Theodore Isaac Rubin
Dobro to tylko to, co szlachetne, zło to tylko to, co haniebne.
Dla człowieka nie tylko świat otaczający jest zagadką; jest on nią sam dla siebie. I z obu tajemnic bardziej dręczącą wydaje się ta druga. Antoni Kępiński (1918-1972)
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