Great changes had come to Sammy, too, since that night when her
lover had said good-by. And now, in her deeper life, the young
woman felt a curious sense of shame, as she saw how trivial were
the things that had influenced her to become Ollie's promised
wife. She blushed, as she recalled the motives that had sent her
to the shepherd with the request that he teach her to be a fine
lady.
Coming out on top of the ridge, Brownie stopped of his own accord,
and the girl saw again the figure of a young giant, standing in
the level rays of the setting sun, with his great arms
outstretched, saying, "I reckon I was built to live in these
hills. I don't guess you'd better count on me ever bein' more'n I
am." Sammy realized suddenly that the question was no longer
whether Ollie would be ashamed of her. It was quite a different
question, indeed.
CHAPTER XXIII.
OLLIE COMES HOME.
The day that Ollie was expected at the cabin on Dewey Bald, Mr.
Lane was busy in the field.
"I don't reckon you'll need me at th' house nohow," he said with a
queer laugh, as he rose from the dinner table; and Sammy,
blushing, told him to go on to his work, or Young Matt would get
his planting done first.
Jim went out to get his horse from the stable, but before he left,
he returned once more to the house.
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