CRIMSON MOUNTAIN by Grace Livingston Hill

Author:Grace Livingston Hill [Hill, Grace Livingston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781628362534
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2013-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Sunday morning when Laurel awoke, she found her room flooded with sunshine. It was really a very pleasant room. Two windows looked toward Crimson Mountain, its glorious blending of color plainly visible. After all, perhaps this was as good a boarding place as she could find.

The breakfast was fairly good, though Laurel was not critical this particular morning. She was full of the anticipation of the day, her mind dwelling on little things that had been said and done the day before. That reverent kiss on her fingers, nothing silly about it the way so many people of the world fooled around with kissing. It was almost an homage done her, and it stirred her even in memory more than she had yet owned to herself. This was the most interesting young man she had ever yet met. Were there others like him? He seemed so different. Oh, perhaps she was just silly and would snap out of it pretty soon, but she was enjoying it all and didn’t want to miss a single minute of this lovely day that was before her.

She had the dining room almost to herself, for the other boarders, if any, had not chosen to arise so early. There was just one young man over at the table in the corner, eating stolidly with downcast eyes. He was thickset, low-browed, and broad-shouldered, with large hands, blunt fingers, and small, sharp eyes boring into her, as if he were trying to pierce through her personality, but as she turned away, his eyes seemed to fade out like a moving picture, as if they had not been lifted at all. Yet she knew they had. It was uncanny. She had a distinct photographic vision on her own retina of how those eyes had looked, like ruthless gimlets boring into her life and examining it. She didn’t like it. It was weird. She felt as if he had torn away all reserve in herself, examined every cranny of her soul, and would be able now to understand everything she did. Oh, she didn’t want to be near him! Maybe it was silly, but definitely, if he was going to be a regular boarder here, she would find some other place. And she would do it so unobtrusively that he would never find out where she was gone, if that was possible.

She brought her breakfast to a hasty finish and went out to the office to inform the landlady that she would not be at dinner that day.

“Oh, all right,” said that person, studying her almost insolently. “Well, I was going to tell you that you can’t count meals out unless I have plenty of notice beforehand. Two days if possible. They have to be paid for whether they’re et or not. Understand?”

“Yes?” said Laurel lifting her eyebrows amusedly. “Well, all right. That seems fair enough. I’ll remember.”

The landlady pursed her lips as if offended and prepared another economic blast. “Well, I’m glad you understand that point. And now there’s another.

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