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But the old lady turned round her head, and said: "Berthe, read me something out of the newspapers, that I may still know sometimes what is going on in the world." The young girl took up a newspaper, and cast a rapid glance over it. "There is a great deal about politics, grandmamma; shall I pass that over?" "Yes, yes, darling. Are there no love stories?
There was a childish pleasure in touching it or any thing he had touched. "I hope grandmamma won't take away that box," said Archy. "She ought to keep it in memory of us and Mr. Roy. How cleverly he made it! Wasn't he clever now, Miss Williams?" "Yes," she answered and no more. "I've got a better letter-box than yours," said little Davie, mysteriously. "Shall I show it to you, Miss Williams?
Fate, at this decisive moment of their lives, seems bent upon drawing their minds away from the one thing essential, to harry them with a host of trivialities; and heartily do they approve the opinion of Grandmamma when she says, between a smile and a caress: "Decidedly, my dears, the world is growing too complex; and it does not make people happier quite the contrary!"
She was so good-looking that Robespierre offered to let her retain her head if she would give him a kiss, but she preferred to drive to the guillotine in the cart with her friends, only she took a rose to keep off the smell of the common people, and, they say, ran up the steps smiling. Grandmamma has her miniature, and it is, she says, exactly like me.
These conversations raised a great deal of thought in Phoebe's mind; but they did not change her resolution. If it was necessary that some one should go to look after her grandmamma, and keep all those vulgar people at bay, and show to the admiring world what a Dissenting minister's daughter could be, and what a dutiful daughter was, then who so fit as herself to be the example?
Phoebe did not think it expedient to make any reply to this outburst of humility. "Grandmamma, I am afraid you have over-exerted yourself, coming downstairs to meet me," she said, taking the old lady's hand, and drawing it within her arm. "Yes, I have grown; I am tall enough to be of some use; but you must not treat me as if I were a stranger. No, no; never mind my room.
His reflections were interrupted by Mrs. Langford's entrance with Aunt Geoffrey, bringing a message of invitation from grandpapa to Henrietta, to walk with him to Sutton Leigh. She went; and Aunt Geoffrey, after putting a book within Fred's reach, and seeing that he and grandmamma were quite willing to be companionable, again returned to his mother. Mrs.
'I wouldn't mind, I said, for the sight of sweet Cousin Agnes had made me feel as if I would do anything for her. 'I wouldn't mind, if grandmamma trusted me, and if I could feel she loved me as much as she used. I would do my lessons alone, or go to a day-school or anything, if only I felt happy again with grandmamma. 'My dearie, there is no need for you to feel anything else.
Paul went to work immediately, and fastened one end of the pole into the block of wood, so as to make something like a dry-rubbing brush. "Look, grandmamma, look at my SCOTCHER. I call this thing my SCOTCHER," said Paul, "because I shall always scotch the wheels with it.
'You are to wear it to-day, dear, said grandmamma, 'if that is what you were going to say, so you needn't spoil your pleasure by being afraid of its getting dirtied; it will wash perfectly well, for I steeped the silk I worked it in, in salt and water before using it, to make the colour quite fast.
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