And it keeps
threatening that some day it will he too late. Only begin, begin!... Yes,
I have worried along so far, but just to-night, for some reason or other,
I seem to be standing on the brink. I won't go another step. It's in the
rain now--I hear it. Oh, the pictures I could paint if we lived in the
country!
MRS. EVERITT
In the country!
WALTER
Yes. It comes over me here how much these hills mean. Oh! and there's
another thing, mother.... I thought I was born in New York, I thought we
always lived there, but just a while ago I ran onto your old family Bible,
and it had the records in it. I--
MRS. EVERITT
Oh, Walter!
WALTER
It seems queer that neither of you said anything about it, if I was really
born in this very town.... I might never have thought much about it, but
to-night everything seems to be stirred up. Tell me, mother--
MRS. EVERITT
We lived here only a little while. We didn't like it, so your father sold
his farm and we went away to New York.
WALTER
Yes, but why wasn't something said about it when we came here this
afternoon? It seems funny, not to.
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