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"About your slate," she went on, "I know nothing; but here is the bonnet-string;" taking it out of her pocket. "Oh, thank you!" said Katy, hastily sticking it on with a pin. "Katy Carr!" almost screamed Miss Izzie, "what are you about? Pinning on your bonnet-string! Mercy on me, what shiftless thing will you do next? Now stand still, and don't fidget.

Very quietly, and with almost reverent fingers, she wound the faded bonnet-string once more around the little shoe, and wrapped them up again in the much-crumpled paper. "How often must he have unfolded it!" was the thought that nestled in her heart, as she replaced the precious parcel in the safe, and closed and locked the ponderous door.

'Oh yes, we should, Alice, for this is not the only world there is another and a better one; and, as mamma says, and as religion says, we are only here to try and get a good place in it. You are surprised to hear me speak like this; you think I never think of anything but the colour of a bonnet-string, but I do.

It's pawned, is it? Yes. I believe you, and I know who pawned it. Dalton's got it that's who. I thought so last night now I'm sure of it." She was on her feet now, tearing at her bonnet-string as if to free her throat. "He sneaked it out of that box on the floor beside you, when she was hiding from him in her bedroom."

'No; if I can't be a drawing-mistress or governess, or something of that sort, I shall go to India and join my brother. 'I wish I could go abroad, anywhere, everywhere with you, Lucy, and leave this place and its associations for ever! She played with the end of her bonnet-string, and hastily turned aside.

"I have been talking to Mr. Robert Audley." She still twisted her bonnet-string round and round her fingers. She still spoke with the same air of embarrassment. "Robert!" exclaimed the baronet; "is Robert here?" "He was here a little while ago." "And is here still, I suppose?" "No, he has gone away." "Gone away!" cried Sir Michael. "What do you mean, my darling?"

Is it possible that a man who is guilty of such pedantic folly as this, a man who can see a confirmation of his doctrine in such a recovery as this, a recovery which is happening every day, from a breath of air, a drop or two of water, untying a bonnet-string, loosening a stay-lace, and which can hardly help happening, whatever is done, is it possible that a man, of whose pages, not here and there one, but hundreds upon hundreds are loaded with such trivialities, is the Newton, the Columbus, the Harvey of the nineteenth century!

Is it possible that a man who is guilty of such pedantic folly as this, a man who can see a confirmation of his doctrine in such a recovery as this, a recovery which is happening every day, from a breath of air, a drop or two of water, untying a bonnet-string, loosening a stay-lace, and which can hardly help happening, whatever is done, is it possible that a man, of whose pages, not here and there one, but hundreds upon hundreds are loaded with such trivialities, is the Newton, the Columbus, the Harvey of the nineteenth century!

Pepper kindly let the children lock up their treasures there as fast as completed. "I'll make Seraphina a bonnet," said Mrs. Pepper, "for there's that old bonnet-string in the bag, you know, Polly, that'll make it beautiful." "Oh, do, mother," cried Polly, "she's been wanting a new one awfully." "And I'm going to knit some mittens for Joel and David," continued Mrs.

Yet there was a touch of old-world tragedy in Mrs. Spruce's modern history of the young girl's shriek when she found herself suddenly fatherless on that fatal hunting morning. "And now," continued Mrs. Spruce, coaxing one bonnet-string at a time off each portly shoulder with considerable difficulty; "I s'pose I must be goin', Passon Walden, and thank you kindly for all!