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This was a still more terrible possibility the possibility that I might die and leave my child behind me. The thought haunted me all that day and the following night, but the climax came next morning, when Emmerjane, while black-leading my grate, gave me the last news of Maggie Jones.
Agnes revelled in all this, and found great happiness in the daily routine, in spite of much which was, perhaps, somewhat needless drudgery, such as sweeping and dusting her room, washing up after meals, and even black-leading stoves. She had, however, well learned the lesson that no action can be mean to the Christian if it come in the way of duty.
At last he says, says he, 'Sally! will you oblige me with your hand? So I thought it were, maybe, Methodee fashion to pray hand in hand; and I'll not deny but I wished I'd washed it better after black-leading the kitchen fire.
Olivia was just a little vain of her hands; they were not small, but the long slender fingers with almond-shaped nails were full of character, and Marcus had often praised them. For his sake she would try to take care of them, but black-leading stoves and washing Dot's little garments would not help to beautify them.
A considerable interval elapsed before the door was opened by a marvellously untidy servant girl who had apparently been interrupted in the act of black-leading her face. Partly opening the door, she stared at us agape, pushing back wisps of hair from her eyes and with every movement daubing more of some mysterious black substance upon her countenance. "Is Mr. Bampton in?" asked Harley.
He darted to the fender, and one of them he espied there instantly white? A rather flushed white, certainly. For the other he had to peer down. There it lay, not very distinct on the hearth's black-leading. He turned away. He blamed himself for not dismissing from his mind the hussy he had dismissed from his room. Oh for an ounce of civet and a few poppies!
Human feelings are queer things; I am much happier black-leading the stoves, making the beds, and sweeping the floors at home, than I should be living like a fine lady anywhere else. I must indeed drop my subscription to the Jews, because I have no money to keep it up. I ought to have announced this intention to you before, but I quite forgot I was a subscriber.
As she descended the last flight of stairs, her daughter had just shut the front-door, and was coming along the hall. "Poor Mr. Noaks he's gone," said the mother. "Has he?" said Katie listlessly. "Yes he has, you heartless girl. What's that you've got in your hand? Why, if it isn't the black-leading! And what have you been doing with that?" "Let me alone, mother, do," said poor Katie.
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