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The Life Of Nancy
by
Nancy herself had followed that path in a carrying-chair, and joy was in her heart at every step. She blessed Tom over and over again, as he walked, broad-shouldered and strong, between the forward handles, and turned his head now and then to see if she liked the journey. For many reasons, she was much better now that she could get out into the sun. The bedroom with the north window was apt to be tenantless, and where-ever Nancy went she made other people wiser and happier, and more interested in life.
On the day when she went in state to visit the new house, with her two sober carriers, and a gay little retinue of young people frisking alongside, she felt happy enough by the way; but when she got to the house itself, and had been carried quite round it, and was at last set down in the wide hall to look about, she gave her eyes a splendid liberty of enjoyment. Mrs. Aldis disappeared for a moment to give directions in her guest’s behalf, and the host and Nancy were left alone together.
“No, I don’t feel a bit tired,” said the guest, looking pale and radiant. “I feel as if I didn’t know how to be grateful enough. I have everything in the world to make me happy. What does make you and your dear family do so much?”
“It means a great deal to have friends, doesn’t it?” answered Tom in a tone that thanked her warmly. “I often wish”–
He could not finish his sentence, for he was thinking of Nancy’s long years, and the bond of friendship that absence and even forgetfulness had failed to break; of the curious insistence of fate which made him responsible for something in the life of Nancy and brought him back to her neighborhood. It was a moment of deep thought; he even forgot Nancy herself. He heard the water plashing on the shore below, and felt the cool sea wind that blew in at the door.
Nancy reached out her bent and twisted hand and began to speak; then she hesitated, and glanced at her hand again, and looked straight at him with shining eyes.
“There never has been a day when I haven’t thought of you,” she said.