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Had she not given an example of courage ever since the downfall of the Empire? Did not all Plassans, the quarter of St. Marc, the old quarter and the new town, render homage to the noble attitude she maintained in her fall? All she asked was to be helped; she demanded from all her children an effort like her own.
'I only just wanted to tell you, she said, addressing the astonished plumber, 'that you have done us a very great service, and I, at least, am very much obliged to you. And she fluttered away after her fiancé. The plumber that instrument of Destiny looked after the retreating couple, and indulged in a mystified whistle.
When they turned, he turned; when they looked up at the sky, he looked up also; balancing himself when the ship rolled as they did, by leaning over to the opposite direction to which she was heeling.
Mark Wilson had gone away without saying good-bye to her. This was not surprising, perhaps, as she was about as much sequestered in her hilltop prison as a Turkish beauty in a harem; neither was it astonishing that Mark did not write to her.
She had not outgrown being hurt. Her slow wrath had not begun to manifest itself. This crushing humiliation smote her from a clear sky. She was not ready for it. She did not know what to do. She only knew, by long training, that she must not do what she first wanted to do. She had been taught from childhood what Zada was only now trying to learn.
"Of course, she is better she has had nothing for a week to make her bad," said Mr. Carnegie; but when he reached the wheelwright's and saw Mrs. Christie, with a handkerchief tied over her cap, gently pacing the narrow garden-walks, he assumed an air of excessive astonishment. "Yes, Mr. Carnegie, sir, I'm up and out," she announced in a tone of no thanks to anybody.
In the middle of the morning there was the usual brief period when the girls might go out and amuse themselves for a short time. Betty wanted to find her sisters; but before she could attempt to seek for them she felt a hand laid on her arm, and, glancing round, saw that Fanny Crawford was by her side. "Betty," said Fanny, "I want to speak to you, and at once.
"You hadn't ought to talk that way, Cap'n Lote," she said. "Not when Albert's around, you hadn't." "Eh? Why not?" "Because the first thing you know he'll be startin' for Canada to enlist. He's been crazy to do it for 'most a year." "He has? How do you know he has?" "Because he's told me so, more'n once." Her employer looked at her. "Humph!" he grunted.
She made her father comfortable, chattered aimlessly to combat her understanding of his moody silence, and listened and waited and tried her pitiful best not to think that anything could be wrong. The subdued chuckling of the wagon in the sand outside the gate startled her with its unmistakable reality after so many false impressions that she heard it.
I know one person who won't say so and that's your mother herself!" Nesta felt unable to answer that assertion. And Pratt smiled triumphantly and went on. "She'll tell you Mrs. Mallathorpe'll tell you that she's very pleased indeed to have my poor services," he said. "She knows that I shall serve her well. She's glad to do a kind service to a poor relation.
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