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They were to be married in a few weeks, on Alice's twentieth birthday, and then leave for New York, where Herbert was connected in business with his father. It was on a gloomy December afternoon that Alice came running up to our room, where I was reading my Italian lesson, and exclaimed, "Quick, Kate! put away those stupid books, and let us go over to Uncle John's for the night."
Alice's father, too, had died, and Philip, the present King of France, and Richard's ally, was her brother. The next reason why Richard did not now wish to carry his marriage with Alice into effect was that, in the mean time, while his father had been withholding Alice from him, he had seen and fallen in love with another lady, the Princess Berengaria.
In half an hour after I was waiting to be admitted into their house. I was shown into Alice's apartment according to her direction. She was lying on a lounge by the fire, with her delicate hands clasped over her shapely head. Her long, yellow hair fell in soft braids on each slender shoulder.
Sometimes the girl even accompanied him to Alice's room, to sit at the invalid's knee, and chatter with a tact and responsiveness that Alice found an improvement upon her old amusing manner.
She was so full of potential escapades herself, so apt to let herself go at times, that the fact of Alice's innocent self-forgetfulness rather satisfied a need of her mother's nature; she exulted in it when she learned that there were only nurses and children in the Garden.
There was the round table, with a cup and saucer, which had evidently been used, and there was Jane Wilson sitting on the other side, crying quietly, while she ate her breakfast with a sort of unconscious appetite. And there was Mrs. Davenport washing away at a night-cap or so, which, by their simple, old-world make, Mary knew at a glance were Alice's. But nothing no one else.
Alice's three younger children were in school, and the family came to Clark's Hills only for the week- ends, but Rachael and her boys stayed on and on, enjoying the rare warmth and beauty of the Indian Summer, and comfortable in the old house that had weathered fifty autumns and would weather fifty more. "In some states it is absolutely illegal," Rachael continued, "in others, it's permissible.
"I am not going to have Aunt Katie so close to me without having my bit of fun. Oh, dear, dear! look at the time. I must be off." "Why are you going so early? It is only half-past eight." "I have business, darling a friend to meet. Have you any objection?" Kathleen did not wait for Alice's answer. She dashed upstairs, and on the first landing she met Mrs.
Twirling his old straw hat awkwardly for a moment, he stammered out: "What for did Massah Hugh jine de army?" "Because he thought it his duty," was Alice's reply, and Sam continued: "Yes, but dar is anodder reason. 'Scuse me, miss, but I can't keep still an' see it all agwine wrong.
At the same moment Adah's eye caught the cottage by the river, and her heart beat rapidly, for that seemed to answer Alice's description of her Snowdon home. "Whose pretty place is that?" she asked, pointing it out to Pamelia, who replied: "It was a Mrs. Johnson's, but she's dead, and Miss Alice has gone a long ways off.
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