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Thornburgh had asked of him, with a manner of admirable indifference, whether he felt inclined for an evening walk to High Ghyll to inquire after Mary Backhouse. The request fell in excellently with a lover's restlessness, and Robert assented at once. The vicar saw him go with puzzled brows and a quick look at his wife, whose head was bent close over her worsted work.
It's from Donald, sure enoof. He held it up triumphantly. Nelly's heart leapt and sank. How often in the first months of her grief had she seen in visions that blessed symbolic letter held up by some ministering hand! only to fall from the ecstasy of the dream into blacker depths of pain. 'Oh, Mr. Backhouse, I'm so glad! was all she could find to say. But her sweet trembling face spoke for her.
At Liverpool we hear that upwards of £200 has been raised. You will probably have heard of the very sudden death of Jonathan Backhouse, whilst his wife was laboring under a religious engagement in the north of our county.
There's only three currants in my bit, and cookie puts such a lot in at home. I'm pretending they're little children wanting to play, only they can't, they're so far off. There, I've etten one up. Now there's only two. That's you and me, Milly. I'll eat you up first krick!" "Never mind about the currants, little master," said Mrs. Backhouse, laughing at him.
'The excited state may be over in a short time now, she answered him in a quiet whisper; 'but at present it is at its height. It seemed to please her' and withdrawing her hand she turned to John Backhouse 'when I suggested that I should walk up to Shanmoss and back.
Down at the roots of this unhappiness lie the neglect to give us our fair share of howitzers and trench mortars in fact stupidity! The rank and file all round looked much better for their short rest, and seemed to like the few halting words of praise I was able to say to them. Lunched with Backhouse in a delicious garden under a spreading fig tree; then rode back. At 5 p.m.
Backhouse had evidently just picked up out of the grate before Aunt Emma and the children arrived. "Yes," said Mrs. Backhouse, pointing to the floor, "there's the supper just spoilt. Tiza's never easy but when she's in mischief. I'm sure these wet days I have'nt known what to do with her indoors all day.
So up they went; Milly a good deal excited, and Olly very curious to see what Becky would look like. Mr. Backhouse took them in, and they found Becky lying comfortably on a little bed, with a patchwork counterpane, and her shoulders and arms covered up in a red flannel dressing-gown that Aunt Emma had sent her. Milly kissed her, and Olly shook her hand, and they didn't all quite know what to say.
Backhouse pointed with withering scorn to a small, shrunken old man, who sat dangling his legs on the shaft of the cart, and whose countenance wore a singular expression of mingled meekness and composure, as his partner flourished an indignant finger toward him. 'Jim, cried Mrs. Thornburgh reproachfully, 'I did think you would have taken more pains about my order!
Up they all started, and presently the whole party were racing down the hill to the riverfield, with Mrs. Backhouse and her baby walking soberly with nurse behind them.
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