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Chapter 8
Perhapsnohumanbeingisequippedtojudgewhichisworse;inchoatelongingwithitsattendantrestlessnessandirritability,orspecificdesirewithitswillfuldrivetoachievethedesire.PoorMeggielonged,quitewhatforshedidn’tknow,butthebasicpullwasthere,anditdraggedherinexorablyinthedirectionofRalphdeBricassart.Soshedreamedofhim,yearnedforhim,wantedhim;andmourned,thatinspiteofhisdeclaredloveforhershemeantsolittletohimthathenevercametoseeher.
IntothemiddleofherthoughtsrodePaddy,headingforthehomesteadonthesamecourseasshewas;smiling,shereinedinthechestnutmareandwaitedforhimtocatchup.
"Whatanicesurprise,"saidPaddy,walkinghisoldroanbesidehisdaughter’smiddle-agedmare.
"Yes,itis,"shesaid."Isitdryfartherout?"
"Abitworsethanthis,Ithink.Lord,I’veneverseensomanykangas!ItmustbebonedryoutMilparinkaway.MartinKingwastalkingofabigshoot,butIdon’tseehowanarmyofmachinegunscouldreducethenumberofkangasbyenoughtoseethedifference."
Hewassonice,sothoughtfulandforgivingandloving;anditwasrarelythatsheeverhadthechancetobewithhimwithoutatleastoneoftheboysinattendance.Beforeshecouldchangehermind,Meggieaskedthedoubtingquestion,theonewhichgnawedandpreyedinspiteofallherinternalreassurances.
"Daddy,whydoesn’tFatherdeBricassartevercometoseeus?"
"He’sbusy,Meggie,"Paddyanswered,buthisvoicehadbecomewary.
