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Chrissy took care that people should not notice the fact of her being escorted home in the early morning by Bourhope. A chance conversation between Mrs. Spottiswoode and Corrie was overheard one day by Bourhope, when they imagined him deep in "Blackwood;" for it was the days of the "Noctes." Mr.
"I am different to you!" she continued, with Frenchified grammar; "I like things as new as ever I can have them!" "I like new things well enough, Chrissy you know I do! It is natural. The earth herself has new clothes once a year. It is but once a year, I grant!" "Often enough for an old granny like her!" "Look what a pretty cottage! down there, half-way to the burn! It's like an English cottage!
You have never been morbid before; try to forget the little everyday frictions, for which Hatty was to blame as well as you, and only remember how good you were to her in her illness what a comfort to me as well as to her. 'Chrissy has been such a darling, Hatty said to me one day." After all, Christine was quite willing to be comforted, and presently she dried her eyes.
She came to her through the shadow of the moonlight, put her arms round her, and pressed to her face a wet cheek. For a moment or two neither spoke. "I heard a little, Mercy!" sobbed Christina. "Forgive me; I meant no harm; I only wanted to know if you were awake; I was coming to see you." "Thank you, Chrissy! That was good of you!" "You are a dear! and so is your chief! I am sorry I scared him!
Do you go to market, Miss Chrissy? or what on earth takes you out in the town before the shutters are down?" pointing with his sheathed sword to a closed shop. Chrissy was taken aback, and there was something slightly hysterical in her laugh, but she answered frankly enough, "I go to Dr. Stark's, Mr. Spottiswoode. Dr. Stark attends my mother, and is at Blackfaulds every day.
"'Just right, my darling! said Uncle Peter with emotion. "Chrissy saw that my uncle was too much excited by her story although he tried not to show it, and with a wisdom which I have since learned to appreciate, cut it short. "'They did not treat me cruelly, though, the worst was, that they gave me next to nothing to eat.
Who can tell what that cordial of pure, healthful intellectual diversion may have been, even to the burdened father and sick mother at Blackfaulds! To Chrissy the very speaking of it made her clasp her hands over her knee, and her grey eyes to shine out like stars as Bourhope thought to himself.
The lamps had immense reflectors above them, made of tin; but they shone like silver, and Tilda took them for silver. "That's cheerfuller!" shouted Farmer Tossell with a laugh of great contentment, and fell-to again. But as the light wavered and anon grew steady, Chrissy leaned over Tilda, touched Arthur Miles on the shoulder, and pointed to the wall opposite.
Corrie, of course, never dreamt of offering poor Chrissy a loan of any of those worked pelerines or aprons, which would have fitted either equally well. But Chrissy did not want them, and she got a use out of them as they were brought out one by one and spread before her.
"But I brought it on myself, Sue, yes I did!" said Lydia, with dry lips. She sat, a shapeless, shabby figure, on the side of the bed, and pressed a veined hand tightly against her knobby temples, "I brought it on myself. I want to tell you about it. I haven't given Mary even a hint! Chrissy has been ill, her throat they've had a nurse, but she liked me to sit with her now and then.
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