19/29 Oh, the fury with which she would apply herself after this! She would beat the contents of those books into her head with her fists, if necessary; she would show him how fast she could learn; she would astonish him. Her heart sang at the thought that she was rich--richer than he. That would count, too, for men liked money. She won't tell Pa or me where she goes or what she does--says it's all foolishness." "Perhaps she will tell me, for I believe in fairies," Gray said, seriously. |