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Updated: May 16, 2025
"Let us make a compact. For the honor of Germany, we will be scrupulously careful of what we say about America, but sometimes, all by ourselves, we can say just what we feel like saying." Karl took her hand solemnly. "It's a bargain, and you are a Cor-r-rker-r-r!" Clara Lyndesay stood in the doorway of her Brookmeadow house, listening for the coming trolley.
The sunshine on their faces answered her, but Hannah's grew wistful again. "You are going to be so near my home all summer, and I'm going away, myself." "But you are going to Winsted and Catherine. Don't forget that. And I shall be at Brookmeadow still when you come home. Hannah, Hannah, haven't you learned yet that one can't have everything that is delightful all at once?"
I didn't intend to preach to you when I invited you to Brookmeadow. But since we are on the subject, let's say a little more and then drop it.
I must go over to Brookmeadow this very week, and pay my respects to that remarkable woman." "Some mothers would be jealous of such an outside influence," suggested Mr. Eldred, glancing fondly at his pretty little wife. "Then they are very unwise," declared that lady decisively.
You know, I am going to spend the rest of the summer in Brookmeadow, a beautiful little village, not far from your home, Hannah. I'm going to fit up a studio there, out of an old house I own. And listen, both of you! Before Frieda goes out West, you two are to come over and spend a day and night with me in my home there. Shall you like that?"
"I go to school all winter, and in the summer we go to the shore, and we haven't any aunts or grandmothers or things like that living around here, so I don't see places like this except in passing through them." "Well, you have a sort of aunt and grandmother combined living in Brookmeadow now, and I shall expect you to visit her often. How does it seem to you, Frieda?"
Brookmeadow houses were famous for their wonderful old doorways, with carved lintels, and this was not surpassed by any of them. Its owner's contemplation was cut short by the far-off whir of the trolley, sounding clearly through the still morning. Miss Lyndesay walked quickly along the curving road to the Common where she was to receive her guests.
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