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"Oh, no! Mrs. Hoyt and Willie are almost well. Try to go to sleep again, Clara." Several minutes glided by; the eyes closed, and, clasping Beulah's fingers tightly, she asked again: "Have I had any physician?" "Yes. I thought it would do no harm to have Dr. Asbury see you," answered Beulah carelessly.
The last sentence, fraught with interest to herself, fell upon Beulah's ear, as she passed through the hall, and an unerring intuition told her "You are the one." She put her hands over her ears to shut out Miss Dorothea's sharp tones, and hurried away, with a dim foreboding of coming evil, which pressed heavily upon her young heart.
"Pretty soon, Lu," cried a boyish voice in tones of delight, and turning quickly she found Max at the window, wearing a brighter face than he had shown her for many a day, and holding up a bulky letter. "O Max!" she cried, "is it from papa?" "Yes; and I'm coming in to read it to you if you and Gracie are alone." "Yes, we are; Aunt Beulah's gone out calling and Ann's busy in the kitchen."
Why, you need Pauline's tuition about as much as Fred Vincent, I am disposed to think. Don't be so inquisitive; it pains her," remonstrated Clara, laying her arm around Beulah's shoulder as she spoke. "Nonsense! She is not so fastidious, I will warrant. At least, she might answer civil questions." "I always do," said Beulah.
As a friend, however, I would suggest that you should avoid putting yourself in the way of observation." As she concluded she quietly brushed off a small spider which was creeping over Beulah's sleeve. "Don't trouble yourself, madam; I am not at all afraid of poisonous things; I have become accustomed to them."
Kiss me, dear sister how cold you are rouse yourself, Beulah, for mother's sake. Think how much more she must feel than we possibly can, and then be resolute." "Yes, Maud very true no woman can feel like a wife unless it be a mother " Here Beulah's words were stopped by her fainting.
But women are all heart, and would love a rat." Maud smiled, but she answered not. Though Beulah's child were almost as dear to her as one of her own could have been, she remembered that she was not its aunt, in fact; and, though she knew not why, in that company, and even at that grave moment, the obtrusive thought summoned a bright flush to her cheeks.
One topic had become stereotyped; he never failed to discourage the idea of teaching; urged most earnestly the folly of such a step, and dwelt upon the numerous advantages of social position arising from a residence under her guardian's roof. We have seen that from the hour of Lilly's departure from the asylum Beulah's affections, hopes, pride, all centered in Eugene.
Grayson's knee, she exclaimed angrily: "She isn't ugly, any such thing; she is the smartest girl in the asylum, and I love her better than anybody in the world." "No, Beulah is not pretty, but she is good, and that is far better," said the matron, laying her trembling hand on Beulah's shoulder. A bitter smile curled the girl's lips, but she did not move her eyes from Lillian's face.
"Feminism isn't the answer to Beulah's problem." "It is the problem," David said; "she's poisoning herself with it. I know what I'm talking about. I've seen it happen. My cousin Jack married a girl with a sister a great deal like Beulah, looks, temperament, and everything else, though she wasn't half so nice. She got going the militant pace and couldn't stop herself.
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