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Little Eve Edgarton

Creator: Abbott, Eleanor Hallowell, 1872-1958
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"You're not funny!" snapped her father. "Yes, I am," whispered the girl. "No, you're not!" reasserted her father with increasing vehemence. "You're not! It's I who am funny! It's I who--" In a chaos of emotion he slid along the edge of the bed and clasped her in his arms. Just for an instant his wet cheek grazed hers, then: "All the same, you know," he insisted awkwardly, "I hate this place!" Surprisingly little Eve Edgarton reached up and kissed him full on the mouth. They were both very much embarrassed. "Why--why, Eve!" stammered her father. "Why, my little--little girl! Why, you haven't kissed me--before--since you were a baby!" "Yes, I have!" nodded little Eve Edgarton. "No, you haven't!" snapped her father. "Yes, I have!" insisted Eve. Tighter and tighter their arms clasped round each other. "You're all I've got," faltered the man brokenly.
The Bible, King James version, Book 65: Jude

Book 65 Jude 65:001:001 Jude, the servant of Jesus Christ, and brother of James, to them that are sanctified by God the Father, and preserved in Jesus Christ, and called: 65:001:002 Mercy unto you, and peace, and love, be multiplied. 65:001:003 Beloved, when I gave all diligence to write unto you of the common salvation, it was needful for me to write unto you, and exhort you that ye should earnestly contend for the faith which was once delivered unto the saints. 65:001:004 For there are certain men crept in unawares, who were before of old ordained to this condemnation, ungodly men, turning the grace of our God into lasciviousness, and denying the only Lord God, and our Lord Jesus Christ. 65:001:005 I will therefore put you in remembrance, though ye once knew this, how that the Lord, having saved the people out of the land of Egypt, afterward destroyed them that believed not.
"You're all I've ever had," whispered little Eve Edgarton. Silently for a moment each according to his thoughts sat staring off into far places. Then without any warning whatsoever, the man reached out suddenly and tipped his daughter's face up abruptly into the light. "Eve!" he demanded. "Surely you're not blaming me any in your heart because I want to see you safely married and settled with--with John Ellbertson?" Vaguely, like a child repeating a dimly understood lesson, little Eve Edgarton repeated the phrases after him. "Oh, no, Father," she said, "I surely am not blaming you--in my heart--for wanting to see me married and settled with--John Ellbertson. Good old John Ellbertson," she corrected painstakingly. With his hand still holding her little chin like a vise, the man's eyes narrowed to his further probing. "Eve," he frowned, "I'm not as well as I used to be! I've got pains in my arms! And they're not good pains! I shall live to be a thousand! But I--I might not! It's a--rotten world, Eve," he brooded, "and quite unnecessarily crowded--it seems to me--with essentially rotten people. Toward the starving and the crippled and the hideously distorted, the world, having no envy of them, shows always an amazing mercy; and Beauty,