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Dillon, she added, "You may send her on Monday." "An' she gets a mad streak along o' that pritty crathur," said Mrs. Biddy, as she went down-stairs, "she desarves the warm bating she'll get from her own mother at home." Monday came, and Annorah came too. It was with a doubting heart and a troubled look that Mrs. Lee introduced her into her daughter's chamber.
Well, now, I've been and learned what ye wanted so much; and first cooms the praste and makes a big fuss, and then you, mother, spake as if I had thried to anger in the room o' plasing ye. I'm sure I've thried to plase you all I could." "So ye have, mavourneen; so ye have," said Biddy, her voice softening as she turned to look at the chicken and other things that Annorah had brought.
So it was the truth, after all." "Not the whole truth, Annorah." Just then Annorah turned, and saw the shadow of a man on the sloping rock at the left hand. Her first impulse was to cry out, but the fear of alarming Annie, and her own natural courage, prevented her; and she soon thought she could detect in the shadowy outline a resemblance to Father M'Clane.
"It naded a dale o' contrivance, to be shure," she said to her mother one afternoon, when, Annie being asleep, she ran home to ask after the family, "or I would be well bothered with all her pretty talk o' books, and taching me to read and write; but she, poor darlin', shall say whatever she plazes to me." "An' if she spake ill o' the praste and the holy Church, how then, Annorah?" asked Mrs.
That ye, too, may laugh like the rest, and call us the mane, dirty set of Irish vagabonds?" asked the girl, her small eyes kindling with a sense of imaginary insult. "No, no, Annorah. You don't think I would say such things, do you? But you need not tell me a word if you had rather not.
The pleasant summer days had come, and they were often abroad in the fresh air together, Annie in her low carriage, which was easily drawn by her young nurse. Down in the valley behind Mr. Lee's house there was an old mill, long since deserted and unused. This was a favourite resort of Annie's, and it was here that she taught Annorah to read, during the long summer afternoons.
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