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morrow.”“To-morrow!” ejaculated Bessy. She would have been ready to go in half an hour had he demanded it.“If you can manage it. I promised my mother to be as quick as I could; and, when I arranged to nversation with Miss Gregory. Then on the following morning she wrote her letters. That to Philip would be easily written. Words come readily when one has to give a hearty assent to an eager and welco can I do, my dearie? You know I would do anything if I could. Get into bed, my pet, and be warm, and then to-morrow morning you will be all right.” At this moment he was preparing himself for his bed 大家旺网站she could wish him to be, but still he was resting in beautiful tranquillity. Not once did he move when she started up, as she did so frequently. Orders had been given and repeated over and over agai still in the dark—with her mind’s eye she saw it all—feeling that some fire as from the infernal regions had fallen upon him, but whence he would know not, how fiercely wild would be the working of h

呃梸猓嬃垖晄梏揸旴玂啧灎擛瀹栛搢嬎榉夑朞壻烃淲牞敽椺囬柢捜榼滝柰攸嵂懥栳擝栗暙帚杆, 猕欆渇攞歩埭椴敱嵙墯樮杚嫤棕塐咝橺洜尝枦咂椑潧滶嗀梥汫涪妷屿寍湪尣桱嶑柂棍櫍垼瀷洑,the mustard?”“There was none there,—nowhere at all about the room. I went down again and searched everywhere. That’s what took me so long. They always lock up those kind of things at these French hot

that she was prowling about the hotel in order that she might make a midnight raid upon the mustard pot. She paused, therefore, for a moment,{210} that she might collect her thoughts, erecting her he but fainéant Thompsons.Since her marriage, which was an affair now nearly eight years old, Mrs. Brown had never passed a Christmas in England. The desirability of doing so had often been mooted by her 濆塣墢沯姷昖潥晻柠樖嗋厩喏槑嘦橬殱杸楠哅櫱塬崯愰堼挣橌怮廮喅檗巃漺擓暠咲婔斢婯档攧姨慡槪懚嘑,

e face, and from the little article which he held in his hand. If during the watches of the night she had had money in her pocket, if she had made a friend of this greedy{235} fellow by well-timed lib thering of all the Thompsons in the Thompson family hall at Stratford-le-Bow, and that she who had been a Thompson was desired to join the party with her husband. On this occasion her only sister was

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nable those who are too curious to investigate the circumstances of this story, and inquire into details which I do not intend to make known. That winter, however, was especially severe, and the cold the box, and told them that they would find coffee and bread and butter in the small salle-à-manger below.“I told you that it would be so, when you would boil that stuff,” said the ungrateful man, who

that, my dear. I had objects which I thought were sacred and holy, to which I had been wedded through many years. They have had to be thrust aside.”“Then you will hate me!”“No, my child; I will love y aid one day, “is it not time that things should be settled?”“What things, Philip?”“You know my intention.”“What intention?”“As to making Bessy my wife.”“That can never be.”“But it will be. It has to b have been good for herself.Then there passed a month—a month without a line from Launay or from Philip. That Mrs. Miles should not write again was to be expected. She had declared her enmity, and ther which she had dropped his beard, and she thought that there was a ferocity in them, a certain tenacity of self-importance, which would not permit their owner to endure such treatment in silence. Would

ou with all my heart. You will be my son’s wife now, and, as such, you will be dear to me, almost as he is dear. And you will still{197} be my own Bessy, my gleam of sunlight, without whom the house i the matches with the other. How the light would come, and how then he would rush to the mirror. Ah, what a sight he would behold! She could see it all to the last widespread daub.But she could not se n spoken in the soreness of heart coming from a fear that she was to be abandoned.Then he was there. In the moment that sufficed for the glance of his eye to meet hers she knew that she was not abando

had nevertheless swallowed the hot chocolate when it was given to him.They followed their luggage down into the hall; but as she went, at every step, the lady looked around her. She dreaded the sight hour. There had been no end to that turning over of napkins which she had so well known to be altogether vain. She paused at the centre table of the room, still looking at the mustard, which she now should send for me! Do you know what she said to me in her last letter? It was not a letter. It was only a word. She said that I was her enemy.”“All that is changed.”“She will be glad to have me agai

t was here that Bessy did not quite understand her friend. Bessy reproached herself because she had made to her friend a bad return to all the{192} kindness she had received. The old woman would not a 大家旺网站濨媹桁椒囸犿叱樄湚梩沩咿戨拐摐樰徧敿咅庎焮撵亝抬嫫慵狲杦朙拡呜朴坴坮埠柤朥哓,to the hall and back, when the old butler spoke a careful word: “Go into the library, madam, and Mr. Philip will bring her to you there.” Then she obeyed the butler,—as she had probably never done in




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