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Glaspell, Susan, 1882-1948

"The Glory of the Conquered The Story of a Great Love"

His to love and cherish and
protect--to work for--live for!
He kissed her, and her eyes opened. "Poor little girl's so tired; but
she'll have to wake up enough to go to bed."
She smiled, murmured something that sounded like "Happy day," and went to
sleep again.
The fire had died low. He sat there a minute longer dreaming before it,
thanking God for a home, for work and love and happiness. Then he picked
Ernestine up in his arms as one would pick up the little child too tired
to walk to bed. "Oh, liebchen," he breathed in tender passion, as she
nestled close to him,--"ich liebe dich!"


CHAPTER XII

A WARNING AND A PREMONITION
It put him very much out of patience to have his eyes bothering him just
when he was so anxious to work. What in the world was the matter with
them, he wondered, as he directed a couple of students on some work they
were helping him with. It seemed that yesterday afternoon he had taken a
new start; now he was eager to work things out while he felt like this.


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