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"I am afraid I was a little tiny wee bit cross to him this morning, and I am so sorry." Aurelia sat down on the hearth-rug, and held two plump little hands to the fire. It was quite impossible to go on writing to Jane while she was there, and I gave it up accordingly. "I am glad Evelyn is gone," she said, confidentially. "Do you know why I am glad?" I said I could not imagine.

They have no perspective, no variety. They have no color, no shading. They are all on a dead level; they are flat. Now, for you are a man of sense, you are conscious that those wonderful eyes of Aurelia see straight through all this net-work of elegant manners in which you have entangled yourself, and that consciousness is uncomfortable to you.

Gratefully Basil kissed the old man's hand. They never met again. A week later the bishop was dead. After all, Venantius sat at table with Chorsoman. Fuming, he waited till the next morning, when, if the news could be believed, it became certain that Aurelia and her companion were not at Cumae.

'Will the holy man reveal our fate to us? she asked, with a child's simplicity. 'To me he has already uttered a prophetic word, answered Aurelia, 'but I may not repeat it, no, not even to you. Enough that it has filled my soul with wonder and joy. 'May that joy also be mine! said Veranilda, pressing her hands together.

Aurelia's experience of genius, as exemplified in the deceased Lorenzo de Medici led her into a greater admiration of plain, every-day common sense, a quality in which Rebecca, it must be confessed, seemed sometimes painfully deficient. Hannah was her mother's favorite, so far as Aurelia could indulge herself in such recreations as partiality.

Such was the character of Squire Sycamore, who professed himself the rival of Sir Launcelot Greaves in the good graces of Miss Aurelia Darnel. He had in this pursuit persevered with more constancy and fortitude than he ever exerted in any other instance.

"I shall regret that I ever lived if I do not go," said I. As I went out Sir John threw up his hands. I did not go immediately to the Villa San Giorgio; it was necessary that I should be clear why I was to go there at all. How did I stand with regard to Donna Aurelia did I love her still, or was I cured of my wound?

You have shown an unshaken steadiness under trial since, such as ought indeed to be compensation." "I deserved it all," said Aurelia; "and I do hope that I am a little wiser and less foolish for it all; a little more of a woman," she added, blushing. "A soul trained by love and suffering, as in the old legend," said Mr. Belamour thoughtfully.

The strange thing was that this fair and stately place, basking in the sunshine of early June, should be left in complete solitude save for the hermit in the opposite wing, the three children, and the girl, who felt as though in a kind of prison. The sun was too hot for Aurelia to go out of doors till late in the day, when the shadow of the house came over the steps.

No flower is more delightful to gather than the cowslip, fragrant as the breath of a cow. And Aurelia darted about, piling the golden heap in her basket with untiring enjoyment; then, producing a tape, called on Harriet, who had been working in a more leisurely fashion, to join her in making a cowslip ball, and charged Eugene not to nip off the heads too short.

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