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She no longer had any link with the far- away ancestor who had served her so long as a sort of ideal she was a mere foundling without any name save the unbaptised appellation of Innocent. And she regarded herself as a sort of castaway. She went into the house soon after Robin had left her, and busied herself with sorting the linen and looking over what had to be mended.
The girl worked quickly and methodically, sorting out the letters and putting them in neat packets and snapping rubber bands around them. She examined the seemingly worthless accumulation of advertisements and circulars, saving the envelopes wherever the date and postoffice stamp were legible. Every scrap of paper in the heaped fireplace was carefully scrutinized.
Poole was in his parlour, reading letters and sorting papers, before he departed to his office in the West End. Mrs. Poole entered, leading an infant who had not yet learned to walk alone, and denoting, by an interesting enlargement of shape, a kindly design to bless that infant, at no distant period, with a brother or sister, as the case might be.
I'm dreamin'!" The sparkle of the gems was in Jim's eyes, and he began sorting out the larger diamonds and examining them. "We're rich men, Matt we'll be regular swells." "It'll take years to get rid of 'em," was Matt's more practical thought. "But think how we'll live! Nothin' to do but spend the money an' go on gettin' rid of em."
Opening a door, Agricola led Angela into a large room, furnished with shelves, on which the winter fruits were arranged in order. A number of children, from seven to eight years old, neatly and warmly clad, and glowing with health, exerted themselves cheerfully, under the superintendence of a woman, in separating and sorting the spoiled fruit.
"There is no need of any words here," he said coldly, "I shall call on you at the sorting rooms this morning, and shall then have something to say to you, but I wish no words from you, at all," and retiring to his room, he left Haight in a state of considerable trepidation. He hurried after Morgan, and soon overtook him.
A musty smell elusively kept fading as soon as he was aware of breathing it; a dim room, in which the windows were shut close and the shades pulled down, drifted through his quick fancy into darkness; he would find himself deliriously sorting many strange garments into piles, counting them, opening drawers to take others out, until the accumulations drove him to despair.
But if God himself could have made the division with the immediate and conclusive knowledge of who everybody was, of what they really were in their hearts, and of what they and their children and their children's children would do for the world if they lived no one would have quarrelled with God for making what would have seemed at the moment, no doubt, very unreasonable and ungallant and impossible-looking discriminations in sorting out the people who should live from the people who should die.
He had been at work an hour on his bark-heaps when I came out into the open, and it was only by a good deal of diplomacy and some material help in sorting his faggots that he was got into a better frame of mind.
"This paddock must be cleared within fifteen minutes, or I shall proceed to more extreme measures." Whereupon Thompson withdrew his lot, deliberately followed by four other culprits, whose names are immaterial. Meanwhile, Bob had some trouble in sorting out his ten often slowly crossing and re-crossing the paths of Donovan and Baxter, in their still more arduous and long-drawn task.
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