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A brotherly home-truth followed: "Nobody asked you, sir, she said!" was muttered by Norman, still laughing heartily. "I know," said Ethel, not in the least offended, "I am very ugly, and very awkward, but I don't care. There never can be anybody in all the world that I shall like half as well as papa, and I am glad no one is ever likely to make me care less for him and Cocksmoor."
Still she looked a little oppressed, as she locked up the tokens of her wealth, and the sunshine of her face did not beam out again till she arrived at Stoneborough, and was dispensing her pretty thanks to the few she found at home. "Ethel out and Norman? His seal is only too pretty " "They are all helping Dr. Spencer at Cocksmoor." "What a pity!
In the evening, he brought down a traveller's case of instruments, and proceeded to draw a beautiful little map of Cocksmoor, where it seemed that he had taken all his measurements, whilst she was in school. He ended by an imaginary plan and elevation for the school, with a pretty oriel window and bell-gable, that made Ethel sigh with delight at the bare idea.
"By-the-bye, Ethel, it is you that are the great patroness of the wild Cocksmoor children are not you?" Ethel coloured, and mumbled, and Flora answered for her, "Richard and Ethel have been there once or twice. You know our under nursery-maid is a Cocksmoor girl." "Well, mamma said she could not think how Miss May could take one from thence.
Ethel's misanthropy was happily conducted off via the Cocksmoor children, and any lingering remains were dissipated by her amusement at Dr. Spencer's ecstasy on seeing Dr. May assume his red robe of office, to go to the minster in state, with the Town Council.
She did not venture to speak, and presently he roused himself as the dinner-bell rang. "One comfort is," he said, "that Margaret has more composure than I. Do you go to Cocksmoor this afternoon?" "I wished it." "Take them all with you. You may tell them why when you are out. I must have the house quiet.
Certainly he is the most perfect character I ever met. The last day of February was that of the Installation. Again Mrs. Abraham must speak: 'On Thursday last we had another happy day at Kohimarama, where Bishop Patteson was duly installed in the temporary chapel of St. Andrew's College, as we hope to call it, after the church at Cocksmoor, in "The Daisy Chain."
He broke out into fresh exclamations against the horrors of Cocksmoor, telling Margaret she had no idea what a den it was. "But, Norman, it can't be so very bad, or Richard would not allow it." "Richard is deluded!" said Norman; "but if he chooses to run after dirty brats, why should he take Ethel there?" "My dear Norman, you know it is all Ethel's doing."
"No, I am at your service; do you want a walk?" So it was determined that Richard and Ethel should walk together to Cocksmoor. No two people could be much more unlike than Richard and Etheldred May; but they were very fond of each other.
At first he had rushed off into the melancholy meadows, among the sodden hay-cocks still standing among the green growth of grass; but a shower, increasing the damp forlornness of the ungenial day, made him turn homewards. When, late in the afternoon, Ethel came into the schoolroom for some Cocksmoor stores, she found him leaning over his books on the table.
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