Geoffrey's Victory by Mrs Georgie Sheldon — page 46: what you’re looking at

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42 THE DEVELOPMENTS OF SEVERAL YEARS. lest; no, not lost, either,” he added, with sudden energy, “for I will make them up, I will gain them. CanIdo six vears work in four? Harder work, too, than I have ever done before? Yes, I will!” He sat down to his table and began to look over his— books, making calculations as to how much ground he could get over in a given time, while every few moments he would consult some catalogues that lay beside him. The next morning he walked down to the Fulton Ferry with Mr. Huntress, and onthe way he remarked, with more than his accustomed gravity : “Uncle August, Gladys is going to Vassar next year, isn’t she ?” “Yes; she is ambitious to take an advanced course, and there is noreason why she should not do so, if she desires. ‘Will you allow me to continue my studies during the summer with Mr. Rivers, and enter some institute in the fall where I can advance more rapidly ?” Mr. Huntress turned and looked searchingly into the young man’s flushed face, as he asked this question. He was a tall, manly fellow of nineteen, strong and stalwart of frame, his fine, massive head crowned with waving haira few shades darker than it was when we first saw him; his eyes full of fire and intelligence, his whole face glowing with strength of character, and a certain something which gave one an idea of great re- serve power, and it was no wonder that the countenance of Mr. Huntress lighted with a look of pride, as he real- ized that, under God, he had been instrumental in giving to the world this noble specimen of manhood. Then a sudden smile broke over his face. “Why, Geoff, are you envious of Gladys, because she is going to college?” he asked, in a bantering tone. - A deeper flush suffused the young man’s handsome face. Then he replied, in low but intense tones: “Thope I am not envious of any good that comes to her; Iam more proud of her than I can express, and I would not have her anything but just what she is, the kindest, the smartest, and loveliest of girls; but I can’t quite stand it to be so far behind her, to have her look down upon me and despise me for being so ignorant.” “T do not think that Gladys would ever be guilty of anything so unkind. Geoff; she loves you far too well for that,” returned Mr. Huntress, gravely, but still closely watehing his protege, for he could well understand the pain he was suffering. comicoookks.€