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She slipped her hand inside the shawl and drew from her breast a thin gold chain on which was strung a band ring. "It was grandmother's that's where I got the fancy for the name of Merridy, I suppose." "May I look?" "Of course. But I daren't take it off. I haven't had it off my neck since I was a baby."
But I restrained myself; in cases like this interference would be likely to provoke comment, and by my grandmother's desire I went to order the carriage. In less than an hour she returned. I was promptly at hand to receive her report. "Well," said she, "I have visited the sisters, but I am sorry I did not see Mother Anastasia. She was away." "Away!" I exclaimed. "Where has she gone?"
"You, Stonewall Jackson, don't handle those chiny vases careless!" commanded Aunt Viney in a stern voice. "Put 'em in the basket right side up, for they were your great grandmother's wedding-present from Mister Bradford from Arkansas." "Yes'm," answered Stonie, duly impressed.
He was supposed to be very rich three or four millions but on settling up there was less than half a million. Of course that wasn't bad enough for Minnie to buy a big house next her grandmother's for a summer home, and enough to go off travelling whenever she pleased.
The Tuglay rested eight nights in the grandmother's bed. At the end of the eight nights the Moglung said to him, "Please take this betel-nut that I have prepared for you." At first Tuglay did not want to take it; but the next day, when the Moglung again offered the betel, he accepted it from her and began to chew.
She patted her white curls in front of the mirror, which is an old-fashioned, oblong one, in which two people cannot well see themselves at the same time. Rhodora came up behind her, stooped to peer over her shoulder, and seized upon the ivory comb which lay on the dressing-table. Her elbow, as she ran the comb through her fluffy hair, struck Grandmother's delicate shoulder.
After they had interviewed the goat, and had watched the wrecks with which the wild shore was strewn, and had inspected the Castle in ruins, and the ruins of the Cathedral, The Boy would be shown his grandmother's new-made grave, and his own name in full a common name in the family upon the family tomb in the old kirk-yard; all of which must have been very cheering to The Boy; although he could not read it for himself.
He had always had a strong curiosity in regard to those papers, but his curiosity so far had been an inactive one; he had never before been alone at the Hall since his grandmother's death. He wheeled about on his chair and looked whimsically at the divan. "Have I your permission, O most fascinating of grandmothers?" he demanded aloud. "No answer. That means I have. So be it."
And for the rest of that evening they were absorbed in making a great dust and racket amongst lumber boxes far away from their grandmother's hearing. "And how do you know a river has been here?" "By the soil and by the relics I have found. Look at this fossil. Do you see the outline of the fish? Fish don't live on dry ground."
It's mighty hard to find a Virginian who came from anywhere except from the royal blood of England; although some may condescend to acknowledge kinship to the Scottish royalty." The grandmother's voice was raised to a pitch which commanded the attention of the other members in the carriage and a hearty laugh followed her jovial wit, to the full relief of Percy's temporary embarrassment.
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