United States or Lebanon ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
He must see him! He would tell him he was sorry he had struck him! In the yet dark gray of the morning he went to his son's room. When he had all but reached the door he saw it was a little open. The next instant he heard a soft voice within speaking persuadingly. He went close and listened. It was Amy's voice! In his house! In his son's room!
"I'm glad Dorothy isn't around to hear that story," Peggy cried laughing; "she'd be sure it was bears whenever anything rustled." But Amy's face was serious. "That's worse than cows!" she exclaimed. "The next time I hear a noise on the other side of a bush, I shan't even dare to scream." Lucy Haines shifted her pail from her left hand to her right.
When she had again straightened to her feet, Bob had come to himself. The purport of Amy's last speech had fully penetrated his understanding, and one word of it the word testify had struck him with an idea. "By Jove!" he cried, "that lets out Pollock!" "What?" said Amy. "This man Oldham was the only witness who could have convicted George Pollock of killing Plant."
Grace had declared more than once that whereas she had known her brother all her life, Amy had only known him for a couple of years or or more. Grace loved her brother devotedly and once in a while she resented Amy's place in his affections. So now to change the subject and avert a possible quarrel, Mollie jumped into the breach. "Listen to this," she said.
Henley had written immediately after Guy's outburst in her house, and, taking it for granted that her brother would receive a challenge, she wrote in the utmost alarm, urging him to remember how precious he was to her, and not to depart from his own principles. 'You would not be so mad as to fight him, eh? said Mr. Edmonstone, anxiously. 'You know better besides, for poor Amy's sake.
Had she not, in yielding to her peculiar temptation, allowed herself to become as worldly as those whom in her heart she had been condemning? Amy's gentle voice came to awaken more soothing thoughts. "But why do you cry so, Lucy?" she said. "Won't Jesus forgive you, and make you good?" Lucy's "bread upon the waters" had come back to her in spiritual comfort, just when she most needed it.
To deceive her step-mother, however good the motive, could not but be horrible to her and just now, being angry with a very young and healthy anger, she was less willing than ever to lose her own self-respect in the service of Mary Coombe. "I won't!" said Esther firmly, and went in to prepare Aunt Amy's supper.
Carringford could be coaxed to agree, Janice foresaw plain sailing. This had been her hope ever since she had seen how perfectly Amy's mother kept her own poor cottage. It had been her hope when she had first brought Mrs. Carringford and Mr. Day together. But would her hope come to fruition? Nevertheless, she was happier now that she did not have to go to school.
Amy's newly-found brother paid one visit to the bungalow in the orange grove, but could not stay long, as his business was increasing. He reported all well in Deepdale. "By the way," he said with a chuckle, "those old friends of yours, Alice Jallow and Kittie Rossmore, have started a sort of automobile club. I guess they're trying to rival you."
Roman fever had seemed to quicken and stimulate all Amy's powers, and she had grown very fast during the past year. Her face was as frank and childlike as ever, and her eyes as blue; but she was prettier than when she went to Europe, for her cheeks were pink, and the mane of waving hair which framed them in was very becoming.
Word Of The Day