Pouring a little on his
handkerchief, he applied it to the envelop of the special-delivery
letter.
As if by magic, the words within showed through; and by frequent
applications of the liquid the engrossed Jimmy deciphered the
following:
--like the moan of the sea in my heart, and it will not be still.
Heart, body, and soul will call to you, Ruth, so long as the
breath is in my body. I have not the courage to be your friend.
I swear, with all the strength I have left, never to see you nor
write you again. God bless you, my--
A noise at the window brought Jimmy to the surface. It was Annette
Fenton, and she seemed nervous and excited.
"Mercy, Jimmy! What's the m-matter? You looked like you were caught
eating doughnuts in study hour. What a funny smell! Say, Jimmy; don't
you want to do something for me?"
Jimmy had spent his entire youth in urging her to accept everything
that was his, and he hailed this as a good omen.
"I have a l-letter here for dad," she went on, fidgeting about
uneasily and watching the door. "I don't want him to g-get it until
after the last train goes to-night. Will you see that he d-doesn't get
it before nine o'clock?"
Jimmy took the letter and looked blankly from it to Annette.
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