I
should think you'd be understanding that it ain't no ways possible for
me to do it."
The Angel's tear-stained face flashed into dazzling beauty. A
half-hysterical little laugh broke from her heart and bubbled over her
lips.
"Oh, Freckles, forgive me!" she cried. "I've been through so much that
I'm scarcely myself, or I wouldn't be here bothering you when you should
be sleeping. Of course you couldn't! I knew it all the time! I was just
scared! I was forgetting that you were you! You're too good a knight
to remember a thing like that. Of course you are! And when you don't
remember, why, then it's the same as if it never happened. I was almost
killed because I'd gone and spoiled everything, but now it will be all
right. Now you can go on and do things like other men, and I can have
some flowers, and letters, and my sweetheart coming, and when you are
SURE, why, then YOU can tell ME things, can't you? Oh, Freckles, I'm
so glad! Oh, I'm so happy! It's dear of you not to remember, Freckles;
perfectly dear! It's no wonder I love you so.
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