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Tulliver had a sighing sense that her husband would do as he liked, whatever sister Glegg said, or sister Pullet either; but at least they would not be able to say, if the thing turned out ill, that Bessy had fallen in with her husband's folly without letting her own friends know a word about it. "Mr. Tulliver," she said, interrupting her husband in his talk with Mr.
The next morning he met the from-dance-returning Bessy abstractedly, and soon took his leave, full of a disloyal plan, conceived in the sleeplessness of her own bedchamber.
Sight of his gaping patrolman seemed to galvanize him into further realization of the situation. "Smith, beat it out and draw the other men round in front. Give me time enough to get Bessy out. Send hurry call for ambulance.... And Smith, keep your mouth shut. I'll make it all right. If Mrs. Bell hears of this my life will be a hell on earth." "Mum's the word, Chief.
That girl was Bessy Bell. "Hello, Dad it's Bessy," she said, clearly. She was pale, but did not seem frightened. Chief Bell halted in the middle of a stride and staggered a little as his foot came down. A low curse of utter amaze escaped his lips. Suddenly he became tensely animated. "How'd you come here?" he demanded, towering over her. "I walked." "What'd you come for?"
She simply verified and stabilized the assertion that physically the newer generations of girls were markedly more beautiful than those of any generation before. Bessy either forgot to introduce her escort or did not care to. She nodded a dismissal to him, spoke sweetly to Blair, and then took the empty chair next to Lane. "You're having a rotten time," she said, leaning close to him.
Duchesne telegraphed for his friends; but at the end of a week and the opening of a summer day the storm passed, as the other storm had passed, and he awoke, enfeebled, but at peace. Bessy was at his side he was glad to see alone. "Bessy, dear," he said hesitatingly, "when I am stronger I have something to tell you."
"Perhaps not," he assented thoughtfully. "But suppose we go in before they join us? I want to show you a set of Ming I picked up the other day for Bessy. I flatter myself I do understand Ming."
"His house is to be let now, Tom; would it not suit you? for my father told me that you wished to leave us." "Why should I live upon you when I am able to support myself?" "Certainly not. If it were not that I could not bear to see father miserable, I think it would be better if you did take Emerson's house; but it would vex him, poor good man." "But not you, Bessy; is it that you mean?"
Is this a sudden decision?" "Yes. I decided yesterday." "And Bessy ?" His glance dropped for the first time, but Justine pressed her point. "Bessy approves?" "She she will, I think when she knows " "When she knows?" Her emotion sprang into her face. "When she knows? Then she does not yet?" "No. The offer came suddenly. I must go at once." "Without seeing her?"
Bessy assented. "I feel so intimate, still, with the old Justine of the convent, and I don't know the new one a bit. Just think I've a great girl of my own, almost as old as we were when we went to the Sacred Heart: But perhaps you don't know anything about me either. You see, I married again two years ago, and my poor baby died last March...so I have only Cicely.
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