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If Miss Bethia had proposed to buy the church, or the grave-yard, or the village common, or all of them together, it would not have surprised her listeners more. "Miss Bethia," said Mrs Inglis, gently, "I thank you. You are thinking of the good the money would do to my children." "No, Mrs Inglis, I ain't not that alone. And that wasn't my first thought either.
If they've got to go, let them go to some one that'll get the good of them, for goodness sake! Well! There! I believe I'm getting profane about it!" said Miss Bethia catching the look of astonishment on David's face. "But what I want to say is, What in all the world should you want to go and break it up for? There ain't many libraries like that in this part of the world."
"Oh, yes! they are all fond of Violet up there; but so are we," said Jem. "Let her stay, mamma." "And how do you like earning your living?" asked Miss Bethia. Violet laughed. "Oh, I like it. When did you come, Miss Bethia? You are not looking very well." "I haven't been well had a sharp turn of rheumatism. I had some business, and I came yesterday." "And how are all the Gourlay people?
"Miss Bethia," said Mrs Inglis, gravely, "that is a large sum of money." "Well that's according as folks look at it. But don't let us worry any more about it. There is no better way to fix it that I know of than that." Mrs Inglis did not know how to answer her. "Mrs Inglis," said Miss Bethia, solemnly, "I never thought you was a difficult woman to get along with before."
Cousin Nat for so Mr Nathaniel Deane was called by his relatives soon however spied him out, and though at that moment tapping his jewelled snuff-box preparatory to offering it to Mrs Bethia Harcourt, Mrs Deane's maiden aunt, he contrived directly afterwards to find himself close to Jack, and to shake hands cordially with the young man, for whom he evidently had an especial regard.
I want the books for a reason I have." "But what could you do with them, Miss Bethia?" asked Violet. "Do with them? I could have the book-case put up in my square room, or I could send them to the new theological school I've heard tell they're starting, if I wanted to. There's a good many things I could do with them, I guess, if it comes to that."
I am surprised at such a word being applied to any prescription of mine though, to be sure, patients are sometimes offended at being told the nature of their illnesses; and, I dare say, they may take offence at the medicines which their cases require. 'I did not ask you to prescribe for me. 'Oh, ho! Then you were the Master Coxe who sent the note through Bethia!
"And you have a good many more to take, I hope," said Violet, hardly knowing how to answer her. But Miss Bethia shook her head. "It ain't likely. But the next six months seem longer to look forward to than a great many years do to look back upon. It is all right, anyhow. And, children, if I should never see you again I want you to remember to consider your mother always.
It was Miss Bethia who spoke first. "I was a twin. My sister died when she was three years old. I remember how she looked as well as I remember my mother's face, and she didn't die till I was over forty. I should know her in a minute if I were to see her.
He could tell something about them, it's likely, by looking at the names on the title-page," said Miss Bethia, scornfully. "But, Miss Bethia, why should you think he would not care for the books for themselves, and read them, too?" asked Violet, smiling. "Mr Grantly is a great scholar, they say." "Oh, well, child, I dare say! There are books enough. He needn't want your pa's.
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