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Manners, J. Hartley, 1870-1928

"Peg O' My Heart"


She nodded.
"HAVE you ever felt it?" he went on.
"All me life," answered Peg in a whisper.
"As a child, perhaps," remarked Jerry. "Some DAY it will come to you
as a woman and then the whole world will change for you."
"I know," replied Peg softly. "I've felt it comin'."
"Since when?" and once again suspense was in his voice.
"Ever since--ever since--" suddenly she broke off breathlessly and
throwing her arms above her head as though in appeal she cried:
"Oh, I do want to improve meself. NOW I wish I HAD been born a lady.
I'd be more worthy of--"
"WHAT? WHOM?" asked Jerry urgently and waiting anxiously for her
answer.
Peg regained control of herself, and cowering down again on to the
piano-stool she went on hurriedly
"I want knowledge now. I know what you mean by bein' at a
disadvantage. I used to despise learnin'. I've laughed at it. I
never will again. Why I can't even talk yer language. Every wurrd I
use is wrong. This book ye gave me--the 'LOVE STORIES OF THE WORLD,'
I've never seen anythin' like it. I never knew of such people. I
didn't dhream what a wondherful power in the wurrld was the power of
love. I used to think it somethin' to kape to yerself and never
spake of out in the open. Now I know it's the one great big
wondherful power in the wurrld.


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