[The Miller Of Old Church by Ellen Glasgow]@TWC D-Link bookThe Miller Of Old Church CHAPTER XVII 4/14
As soon as it's safely spread over you, you begin to see that the last thing to jedge anybody by is what you've known of the outside of 'em." "I can't feel about him as you do, but I don't mind takin' his money as long as you share it," returned the girl in a softer voice. "It's a pile of money such as you've never heard of, Molly.
Mr. Chamberlayne says thar'll be an income of goin' on ten thousand dollars a year by the time you're a little older." "Ten thousand dollars a year just for you an' me!" she exclaimed, startled. "Thar warn't so much when 'twas left, but it's been doublin' on itself all the while you were waitin'." "We could go everywhere an' see everything, grandfather." "It ain't for me, pretty.
Mr.Jonathan knew you wouldn't come into it till I was well on my way to the end of things." Kneeling at his side, she caught his hands and clung to him sobbing. "Don't talk of dying! I can't bear to think of your leaving me!" His trembling and knotted hands gathered her to him.
"The young an' the old see two different sides of death, darlin'.
When you're young an' full of spirit, it looks powerful dark an' lonely to yo' eyes, but when you're gittin' along an' yo' bones ain't quite so steady as they once were, an' thar seem to be mo' faces you're acquainted with on the other side than on this one--then what you've been so terrible afeared of don't look much harder to you than settlin' down to a comfortable rest. I've liked life well enough, but I reckon I'll like death even better as soon as I've gotten used to the feel of it.
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