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Chapter 4 THE ORACLE AT DELPHI

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ed from the oracle at Delphi, as the girls dubbed him from the very first. The letter which broke the long silence was read alou

ow," Helen said, musingly. "I wonder if he's got bushy gray hair and whi

e Cassius' letter with a

Walt Whitman, Ibsen, Longfellow, Joaquin Mille

f bushy ones. I th

uss it freely. Mother just took it as if it were a case of 'Which shall it be, which shall it be, I looked at John, John l

h a little laugh. "See here," she followed the writing with her

e been a boy. I'm more like father than any of you, and I'd lov

al' in the 'robin's' roster. And no matter what you say, Kit, I don't think you're 'spec

d over he

my bad traits were inherited from Dad. What I meant was my glorious initiative and craving for novelty. Just at the moment I can't thin

ith Uncle Hal more than anything in the world, a lit

for a person who couldn't face new emergenc

surge, but would you really and truly be willing to g

s in Greece, somewhere near Delos, and I don't think it's so very far

up in her abse

ripod over a rift in the rock and a veiled priestess sat down and waited for Ap

it, promptly, "and if the situation is not already

room than a "cookery." There was no library proper here, only the parlor, a large corner bedroom, and a dining-room which took up the width of the house except for the hall. This l

were you ever in Delphi,

of Jean's chair and smiled at t

ine the shore nearly all the way to Milwaukee. Uncle Cassius was a first settler there, I believe. You don't have to be very old to have been a first settler in Wisconsin. I think about the first thing he helped establish there was Hope College. I don't remember so very much about it, girls, it was so long ago.

nd Jean, who knew every changing expression on her face, w

misfortune after all our not having a boy to fill his order. It wo

fun it would be to train them, and make them understand how much more i

f view to you, Kit, was not the right point of view to

student would see the subject from a different angle and sketch accordingly. C

to Boston, and though I say it as shouldn't, right to your face, you came back to the bosom of your family, very much better satisfied and pleasanter to live with. I think after you've stayed in one place too long you get, well-as Billie says, 'fed up' and wish to goodness you could get away somewhere. I haven't any art at all, or anything spe

s full of amusement, "but we can't very well disguise you as a b

t this ove

have any chance to change their minds. Jean will be home until the middle of October, and you really and truly don't need me here at all. I'm sure there

er with your father first. I wonder why Uncle Cassius thought

erested in antiques. Are they Chinese por

was young, Uncle Cassius used to be sent away by the Geograp

start packing. Can I borrow your steamer trunk, Jean? Just write a charming letter, mother dear, sort of in the abstract, you know, thanking him, and calling us 'the children' in the aggregate, so he can't detect just what w

birch seats. Leading away from the arbor proper were two long pergolas, likewise built by Hiram, of birchwood. The arbor had always been a favorite spot with the girls, when Aunt Roxy had lived in the rambling old white homestead. Now that it was their abiding place pro tem., they spent nearly all their leisure time out there. There was always a

t read that letter over, Dad, very, very carefully, and see if there isn't some

ng the little whimsical smile that Kit love

AR JER

health, and that this finds you both facing a mo

ous to all concerned we might be able to arrange a longer stay. One suggestion, however, I feel privileged to make. We would prefer that you would send the boy, as you know this is a col

ittle hobbies, arch?ology, geology, etc. I have delved deeply into the mysteries

will be able to coincide with o

faith

S C. P

how the child was to be named after his aunt, Betsy Trotwood, and she never really forgave him for turning out to be a boy instead of a girl. Mother has told me how she named me Jerrold, Jr., and anyw

lass, and Helen is only fourteen. I don't think it would matter, if you only visited them for a couple of mont

, Jr., and they wanted me to stay all winter? Couldn't I go to school there, just as well as here?

her father. "I suppose it would do you a lot of good in a

ding gleam of fun, "but I'm perfectly positive that it wo

them of the opportunity.

ring vines and clustering leaves, like

said, judiciously. "And if the old folks need any sort

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