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It was Andrew who pressed the cover of green turf over the small mound, and did the last tender offices that love could offer. Oh, so small a mound! A little child could have stepped over it, and yet, to Andrew, it was wider than all the starry spaces. The day was a lovely one, and the kirkyard was crowded to see little Sophy join the congregation of the dead.

I see'd Paulie, I'd like to have 'em. You doesn't want 'em, 'cos you have hidden 'em, and I should like to have 'em." "What?" "Why, that pin-cushion for one thing oh! it's a beauty and that tidy. May I have the pin-cushion and the tidy, Paulie the purple pin-cushion and the red tidy? May I?" "No." "May Aunt Sophy have them?" "Don't be silly." "May anybody have them?" "They're mine."

"Well, I kept turning it over in my mind; and the more I thought of it, the clearer I perceived that with a wife like you I'd be a better and a more worth-while man. I I think so much of you, Sophy, that I'm telling you the whole truth," he finished. "That's why I'm going to keep on being friends with you better friends than ever," I told him. "You're going to marry me, then, Sophy?"

"Before I asked the servant to announce me I took the precaution to learn that you were alone. But a few words more hear them patiently. Have you any proof that should satisfy Mr. Darrell's reason that your Sophy is his daughter's child?" "I have Jasper's assurance that she is; and the copy of the nurse's attestation to the same effect. They satisfied me. I would not have asked Mr.

When her mother at last came upstairs, she only ventured to ask gently, 'How does papa bear it? 'It did not come without preparation, was the answer; 'and at first we were occupied with comforting Mr. Dusautoy, who takes to himself all the shame his nephew will not feel, for having drawn poor Gilbert into such a set. 'And papa? still asked Sophy. 'He is very quiet, and it is not easy to tell.

"It is always full to the doors in the morning," said Lady Sophia, with a cheerfulness that was slightly forced. She glanced at her husband, and suddenly added, not without a decided touch of feminine spite: "Unless Mr. Chichester, the senior curate, is preaching." "My dear Sophy!" exclaimed Mr. Harding. "Well, it is so!" she said, with a sort of petulance. "Perhaps Mr.

And after that it was an understood thing that on certain days I should go directly home, feeling like an exile. Sophy McAlery had begun to complain: and I gathered that Sophy was Nancy's confidante. The other girls had begun to gossip. It was Nancy who conceived the brilliant idea the more delightful because she said nothing about it to me of making use of Sophy.

If somebody had asked me to make a list of things that could not happen, I expect that I should have put on it one thing that has just happened. Sophy and I went up this morning to Goody Branscombe's cot, to take her some wine and eggs from my Aunt Kezia.

Her eyes swept over the beautiful old room with an immense pride and affection. "We have just got to keep Hynds House, if only to teach these Hyndsville women a lesson." She spoke after a pause. "Sophy, they flatten their ears and arch their backs at sight of us; and whenever there's a good chance for a wipe of a paw, why, we catch it across the nose.

Sophy, thanks to Miss Myrover's painstaking instruction, could read this sign very distinctly. In fact, she had often read it before. For Sophy was a child who loved beauty, in a blind, groping sort of way, and had sometimes stood by the fence of the cemetery and looked through at the green mounds and shaded walks and blooming flowers within, and wished that she might walk among them.