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her father。
From the grief and indignation of the afternoon she had passed with extraordinary rapidity to a state of merriment； which would have been incomprehensible to one who did not understand her peculiarly complex character。 Mrs。 Raeburn listened with a good deal of amusement to her racy description of Charles Osmond。
〃Strange that this should have happened so soon after our talk this afternoon；〃 she said； musingly。 〃Perhaps it is as well that you should have a glimpse of the other side； against which you were inveighing； or you might be growing narrow。〃
〃He is much too good to belong to them！〃 said Erica enthusiastically。
As she spoke Raeburn entered； bringing the visitor with him； and they all sat down to their meal； Erica pouring out tea and attending to every one's wants； fondling her cat； and listening to the conversation； with all the time a curious perception that to sit down to table with one of her father's opponents was a very novel experience。 She could not help speculating as to the thoughts and impressions of her companions。 Her mother was； she thought； pleased and interested for about her worn face there was the look of contentment which invariably came when for a time the bitterness of the struggle of life was broken by any sign of friendliness。 Her father wasas he generally was in his own housequiet； gentle in manner； ready to be both an attentive and an interested listener。 This gift he had almost as markedly as the gift of speech； he at once perceived that his guest was no ordinary man； and by a sort of instinct he had discovered on what subjects he was best calculated to speak； and wherein they could gain most from him。 Charles Osmond's thoughts she could only speculate about； but that he was ready to take them all as friends； and did not regard them as a different order of being； was plain。
The conversation had drifted into regions of abstruse science； when Erica； who had been listening attentively； was altogether diverted by the entrance of the servant； who brought her a brown…paper parcel。 Eagerly opening it； she was almost bewildered by the delightful surprise of finding a complete edition of Longfellow's poems； bound in dark blue morocco。 Inside was written： 〃From another admirer of 'Hiawatha。'〃
She started up with a rapturous exclamation； and the two men paused in their talk； each unable to help watching the beautiful little face all aglow with happiness。 Erica almost danced round the room with her new treasure。
〃What HEAVENLY person can have sent me this？〃 she cried。 〃Look； father！ Did you ever see such a beauty？〃
Science went to the winds； and Raeburn gave all his sympathy to Erica and Longfellow。 〃The very thing you were wishing for。 Who could have sent it？〃
〃I can't think。 It can't be Tom； because I know he's spent all his money； and auntie would never call herself an admirer of 'Hiawatha；' nor Herr Haeberlein； nor Monsieur Noirol； nor any one I can think of。〃
〃Dealings with the fairies；〃 said Raeburn； smiling。 〃Your beggar…child with the scones suddenly transformed into a beneficent rewarder。〃
〃Not from you； father？〃
Raeburn laughed。
〃A pretty substantial fairy for you。 No； no； I had no hand in it。 I can't give you presents while I am in debt； my bairn。〃
〃Oh； isn't it jolly to get what one wants！〃 said Erica； with a fervor which made the three grown…up people laugh。
〃Very jolly；〃 said Raeburn； giving her a little mute caress。
〃But now； Erica； please to go back and eat something； or I shall have my reporter fainting in the middle of a speech。〃
She obeyed； carrying away the book with her； and enlivening them with extracts from it； once delightedly discovering a most appropriate passage。
〃Why； of course；〃 she exclaimed； 〃you and Mr。 Osmond； father； are smoking the Peace Pipe。〃 And with much force and animation she read them bits from the first canto。
Raeburn left the room before long to get ready for his meeting； but Erica still lingered over her new treasure； putting it down at length with great reluctance to prepare her notebook and sharpen her pencil。 〃Isn't that a delightful bit where Hiawatha was angry；〃 she said； 〃it has been running in my head all day
〃'For his heart was hot within him； Like a living coal his heart was。'
That's what I shall feel like tonight when Mr。 Randolph attacks father。〃
She ran upstairs to dress； and； as the door closed upon her； Mrs。 Raeburn turned to Charles Osmond with a sort of apology。
〃She finds it very hard not to speak out her thoughts； it will often get her into trouble； I am afraid。〃
〃It is too fresh and delightful to be checked； though；〃 said Charles Osmond； 〃I assure you she has taught me many a lesson tonight。〃
The mother talked on almost unreservedly about the subject that was evidently nearest her heartthe difficulties of Erica's education； the harshness they so often met with； the harm it so evidently did the childtill the subject of the conversation came down again much too excited and happy to care just then for any unkind treatment。 Had she not got a Longfellow of her very own； and did not that unexpected pleasure make up for a thousand privations and discomforts？
Yet； with all her childishness and impetuosity； Erica was womanly； too； as Charles Osmond saw by the way she waited on her mother； thinking of everything which the invalid could possibly want while they were gone； brightening the whole place with her sunshiny presence。 Whatever else was lacking； there was no lack of love in this house。 The tender considerateness which softened Erica's impetuosity in her mother's presence； the loving comprehension； between parent and child； was very beautiful to see。
CHAPTER IV。 〃Supposing it is true！〃
A man who strives earnestly and perseveringly to convince others； at least convinces us that he is convinced himself。 Guesses at Truth。
The rainy afternoon had given place to a fine and starlit night。 Erica； apparently in high spirits； walked between her father and Charles Osmond。
〃Mother won't be anxious about us；〃 she said。 〃She has not heard a word about Mr。 Randolph's plans。 I was so afraid some one would speak about it at tea time； and then she would have been in a fright all the evening； and would not have liked my going。〃
〃Mr。 Randolph is both energetic and unscrupulous；〃 said Raeburn。 〃But I doubt if even he would set his roughs upon you； little one； unless he has become as blood thirsty as a certain old Scotch psalm we used to sing。〃
〃What was that？〃 questioned Erica。
〃I forget the beginning； but the last verse always had a sort of horrible fascination for us
〃'How happy should that trooper be Who； riding on a naggie； Should take thy little children up； And dash them 'gin the craggie！'〃
Charles Osmond and Erica laughed heartily。
〃They will only dash you against metaphorical rocks in the nineteenth century；〃 continued Raeburn。 〃I remember wondering why the old clerk in my father's church always sung that verse lustily； but you see we have exactly the same spirit now； only in a more civilized form； barbarity changed to polite cruelty； as for instance the way you were treated this afternoon。〃
〃Oh； don't talk about that；〃 said Erica； quickly； 〃I am going to enjoy my Longfellow and forget the rest。〃
In truth； Charles Osmond was struck with this both in the father and daughter； each had a way of putting back their bitter thoughts； of dwelling whenever it was possible on the brighter side of life。 He knew that Raeburn was involved in most harassing litigation； was burdened with debt； was confronted everywhere with bitter and often violent opposition； yet he seemed to live above it all； for there was a wonderful repose about him； an extraordinary serenity in his aspect； which would have seemed better fitted to a hermit than to one who has spent his life in fighting against desperate odds。 One thing was quite clear； the man was absolutely convinced that he was suffering for the truth； and was ready to endure anything in what he considered the service of his fellow men。 He did not seem particularly anxious as to the evening's proceedings。 On the whole； they were rather a merry party as they walked along Gower Street
