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John Greylston went slowly to the window, and pushed aside the curtains, and as he stood there looking out somewhat gravely in the bleak and wintry night, he felt a soft hand touch him, and he turned and found Annie Bermond by his side. "You looked so lonely, my dear uncle." "And that is the reason you deserted Walter?" he said, laughing. "Well, I will soon send you back to him.
Annie Bermond let the curtain fall very slowly forward, and buried her face in her hands; but the two old pilgrims by her side, John and Margaret Greylston, looked at each other with a smile of hope and joy.
Lennox, the "Sophy" of earlier days, with her husband; Richard Bermond and his pretty little wife were amongst the number; and Annie, dear, bright Annie her fair face only the fairer and sweeter for time sat, talking in a corner with young Walter Selwyn.
Wasn't it droll, though, that lecture being cut so short?" and Annie threw herself down in the great cushioned chair, and laughed heartily. Annie Bermond was the youngest of John and Margaret Greylston's nieces and nephews. Her beauty, her sweet and sunny temper made her a favourite at home and abroad. John Greylston loved her dearly; he always thought she looked like his chosen bride, Ellen Day.
Uncle John, kiss me again; my heart is so glad! shall I run now and tell Aunt Margaret all this sweet news?" "No, no, darling little peace-maker, stay here; I will go to her myself;" and he hurried away. Annie Bermond sat alone upon the hill, musingly platting the long grass together, but she heeded not the work of her fingers. Her face was bright with joy, her heart full of happiness.
Oh! would you not be very sorry if Aunt Madge should leave you, never to come back again? Would not your heart almost break?" John Greylston threw down his knife and fork violently upon the table, and pushing back his chair, went from the room. Annie Bermond looked in perfect bewilderment at her aunt, but Miss Margaret was silent and tearful.
The first house of French Ursulines was established at Avignon in 1594 by two ladies named De Bermond. This branch of the Society, known as the Congregation of Avignon, adopted the Rules of the Congregation of Milan, and quickly spread through other parts of Provence. A few years later, the Institute of St.
Then she turned away. And with willing feet Annie Bermond went forth upon her blessed errand. She soon found her uncle. He was sitting beneath the shade of the old pines, and he seemed to be in very deep thought. Annie got down on the grass beside him, and laid her soft cheek upon his sunburnt hand. How gently he spoke "What did you come here for, sweet bird?"
Just sixteen years old was Annie, and wild and active as any deer, as her city-bred sisters sometimes declared half mournfully. Somehow, Annie Bermond thought it uncommonly grave and dull at the dinner-table, yet why should it be so?
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