In Beaver Cove and elsewhere-- . engthand calmness which seemed to give it a powerthe other lacked. Lijy groaned, and turnedtremblingly away. A week passed, but Zion Hill settlementcould not go back to its every-day vocationsuntil somebody had been arrested for the rob-bery. The man Miller seemed to be waryprey, eluding his pursuers with the crafty skillof an old offender. It was a solitary week toZekil. He had been completely ostracizedby his neighbors. They openly shunned him,and no more work came to his forge. He stoodin the empty shop one day, wondering what heshould do next, where he shou
In Beaver Cove and elsewhere-- . engthand calmness which seemed to give it a powerthe other lacked. Lijy groaned, and turnedtremblingly away. A week passed, but Zion Hill settlementcould not go back to its every-day vocationsuntil somebody had been arrested for the rob-bery. The man Miller seemed to be waryprey, eluding his pursuers with the crafty skillof an old offender. It was a solitary week toZekil. He had been completely ostracizedby his neighbors. They openly shunned him,and no more work came to his forge. He stoodin the empty shop one day, wondering what heshould do next, where he should go, whenLizabeth walked slowly, quietly in. He flushed painfully. You see Im idle, he said, pointing to thedead coals in the forge. They dont thinkIm worthy o doin their work any longer. I wouldnt mind, she said, tenderly, lay-ing her hand on his arm. Theyll see they 186 ZEKIL. are mistaken after a while, and be glad enoughto come back to you. I dont know, with a heavy sigh. Itsthe injustice that hurts me, an the lack o faith. THE SHERIFF, TWO DEPUTIES, AND MILLER, in my honesty. The years Ive lived herecount for nothin with them. I have faith in you, Zekil. zekil. 187 He laid his hand over I had you, Lizabeth, if I only had youto help me bear it! Thats what Ive come for, Zekil. Imcrippled. It may be that Ill turn out to bemore of a burden than a comfort to you, butI cant sit down there any longer, knowin youare here slighted and sufferin all , have pity on me, if youve none onyourself, and let me bear this trouble withyou. He trembled before the future her wordsconjured up. Could you, would you, be willin to bearmy disgrace, share it, be shunned like a plague,have no company, no friend, but me . What are friends to the one we love, orcompany ? Id give up all the world, Zekil,, willinly, for you. He looked into her deep, earnest eyes, real-ized the full truth of her words, and drew hercloser to him. Its a great sacrifice, Lizabeth, an Im i88 zekil
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