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At least, the best treasure of Mrs. Bretton's life was certainly casketed in her son's bosom; her dearest pulse throbbed in his heart. As to him, of course another love shared his feelings with filial love, and, no doubt, as the new passion was the latest born, so he assigned it in his emotions Benjamin's portion. Ginevra! Ginevra! Did Mrs.
Some she learned to mimic: an under-master, who was an aversion of young Bretton's, had, it seems, some peculiarities, which she caught up in a moment from Graham's representation, and rehearsed for his amusement; this, however, Mrs. Bretton disapproved and forbade. The pair seldom quarrelled; yet once a rupture occurred, in which her feelings received a severe shock.
Bretton's chat, which was just of the proper sort for a man in his morbid mood not over-sympathetic, yet not too uncongenial, sensible; and even with a touch of the motherly she was sufficiently his senior to be permitted this touch. As to Paulina, the child was at once happy and mute, busy and watchful.
Bretton had offered to take temporary charge of the child. During the two months Paulina stayed with us, the one member of the household who reconciled her to absence from her father was John Graham Bretton, Mrs. Bretton's only child, a handsome, whimsical youth of sixteen.
Bretton's invitation, I came forward to speak for myself where he stood at the hearth, a figure justifying his mother's pride. "Much better," I said calmly; "much better, I thank you Dr. John." For this tall young man, this host of mine, was Dr. John, and I had been aware of his identity for some time. Ere we had sat ten minutes, I caught the eye of Mrs.
As he made no defence, judgment was given against him, and Paulina triumphed. But she had other moods besides the arch and naive. After breakfast; when the two elders withdrew I suppose to talk over certain of Mrs. Bretton's business matters and the Countess, Dr.
After all it might be only a chance look, or at best the token of a merely momentary impression. Chance or intentional real or imaginary, it closed the conversation. My stay at La Terrasse was prolonged a fortnight beyond the close of the vacation. Mrs. Bretton's kind management procured me this respite.
She shook her head expressively. "He will return to Polly, or send for her." "Will he, ma'am? Do you know he will?" "I think so." "But Harriet thinks not: at least not for a long while. He is ill." Her eyes filled. She drew her hand from Mrs. Bretton's and made a movement to leave her lap; it was at first resisted, but she said "Please, I wish to go: I can sit on a stool."
Bretton's own compartment of the bookcase; and it proved to be an old Bretton book some illustrated work of natural history. Often had I seen her standing at Graham's side, resting that volume on his knee, and reading to his tuition; and, when the lesson was over, begging, as a treat, that he would tell her all about the pictures.
He glanced into Madame Bretton's face with radiant smile. "But is not hearty welcome better than a pyramid of tea cakes? If you are sure about the porridge " He chuckled playfully. "There is plenty, Father plenty," put in Marie. "I saw Mother measure it. And if there weren't you should have mine," she added as she joyously seized his baretta and stick and hurried away with them.
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