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They went over to Mr. Brockner's to inquire. "Oh," he exclaimed, "Mrs. Brockner will be so sorry to miss you. She has talked so much about your little girl, and threatened to hunt her up. And now she's gone to Saratoga for a fortnight, to see the fashions. But you must come up again."
A lady came around the corner of the wide porch. "I'll leave my little girl in the waiting-room a few moments. I have some business with Mr. Brockner," he said. "I will take her through to my sitting-room," the lady replied, and holding out her hand she led Hanny thither. She insisted on taking off her hood and loosening her coat, and in a few moments she seemed well acquainted.
Underhill made a brief explanation of his antecedents, and his removal to the city, then mentioned hearing of them from Mr. Brockner. "You are very good to hunt us up," she said, with a touching tremble in her voice. "I don't think now I could tell anything about my father's relatives. He was killed at the battle of Harlem Heights, and my only brother was taken prisoner.
"And oh, father, the cousins really are here. Two old, old ladies " Mr. Underhill inquired about them, and learned their circumstances were quite straitened. He promised to come up soon and see them. Mrs. Brockner kissed Hanny, quite charmed with her simplicity and pretty manner. And she had never once thought about the length of her old brown skirt. It was supper time when they reached home.
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