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He avoided the gardens, he was afraid of being seen by his teacher, and though cook had an unusual display of pots and pans in operation, he sat in the corner of the kitchen indifferent to everything but the thought of the Yew-lane Ghost. The dinner for Bessy was put between two saucers, and as cook gave it into his hands she asked kindly after his sister, and added
"Well," said Tom, "with this riot on one side, and this dull lesson on the other, and Bessy as cross as can be in the midst, I can understand what makes a man go out to spend his evenings from home." Bessy looked up, suddenly wakened up to a sense of the danger which her mother had dreaded. Bessy thought it was very fortunate that it fell on a Saturday, of all days in the week, that Mrs.
"I think, Bessy, you should make a will," said Madam Wetherill as they were talking seriously one day. "It will not bring about death any sooner. I have had mine made this fifteen years, and am hale and hearty. But, if anything should happen, the child will be delivered over to the Henrys and brought up in the drab-colored mode of belief. It seems hard for little ones so full of life."
She kept the farm and took the reins of government in her own capable hands. She made a success of it too, which was more than many a man in Lynnfield had done. Bessy had never had a lover. She had never seemed like other girls, and passed for an old maid when her contemporaries were in the flush of social success and bloom. Mrs. Eastman, Lawrence's mother, was a widow with two sons.
There was a slight drop in his voice as he designated Bessy, and he waited a moment before continuing: "It was not till after the death of my first wife that I learned of her intention that I found by accident, among her papers, this carefully-studied plan for a pleasure-house at Hopewood." He paused again, and unrolling the blue-print, held it up before his audience.
Bramble bore with her very well, but at the same time he did not like it: he once said to me, "Well, if Bessy were at Deal, I think I would take a short spell now; but as for that poor good old soul, whose tongue is hung on the middle and works at both ends, she does tire one, and that's the truth."
Bessy was looking her oldest and plainest just then, with her hair combed severely back from her pale, dispirited face. "It must be her money he is after," thought the dressmaker. "She looks over thirty, and she can't pretend to be pretty. I believe she thinks a lot of him, though." For the most part, Lynnfield people believed that Bessy had thrown Lawrence over.
'Ye hae left the door open, ye tawpie! quo she. 'The ne'er o' that I did, quo I, 'or may my shakel bane never turn another key. When we got the candle lightit, a' the house was in a hoad-road. 'Bessy, my woman, quo she, 'we are baith ruined and undone creatures. 'The deil a bit, quo I; 'that I deny positively. H'mh! to speak o' a lass o' my age being ruined and undone!
No! now Kinraid was dead and drowned, and it was a bad job, and the sooner it could be forgotten the better for all parties; and it was well no one knew how far it had gone with Sylvia, especially now since Bessy Corney was crying her eyes out as if he had been engaged to her.
Amherst had spoken admirably a "beautiful tribute " ah, he had done poor Bessy justice! And to think that till now Hanaford had never fully known how she had the welfare of the mills at heart how it was really only her work that he was carrying on there!
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