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And the worst of it is," twisting her hands together, "there mayn't be anything going on really. If they were as innocent as lambs they couldn't act any different; and just the same, things might have happened by accident." "That's the worst of it," was Mrs. Cupp's fretted rejoinder.
The procession was now winding down the stairway to the rear of Mrs. Cupp's office. They were bound for the basement, it seemed. For a moment Nan Sherwood wondered if the older girls intended to reach the subterranean passage which connected the trunk room with the boathouse at the foot of the cliff. Then she remembered that the trunk room would be locked at this hour and that Mrs.
She felt the moisture welling in her eyes, and stared steadily at the heather, trying to wink it away. "I am really glad," she explained hastily. "It is such good fortune for them. Mrs. Cupp's brother has offered them such a nice home. They need never be anxious again." "But they will leave Mortimer Street and you will have to give up your room." "Yes. I must find another."
The clause is as follows: "The First brigade was at once ordered to the support of its picket line." Or to quote the passage in its entirety: "About 4 a.m. on the 19th an attack was made on the pickets of the First brigade near Cupp's ford, which attack, coupled with the firing on the extreme left of the infantry line, alarmed the camps, and everything was got ready for immediate action.
It looked from the outside as it had always looked. The door-steps were kept clean, milk was taken in twice a day, and local tradesmen's carts left things in the ordinary manner. Mrs. Cupp's view seemed to be that doctor's visits and medicine bottles furnished entertainment. Mrs.
She was so appalled by the fear of making a mistake which, being revealed by some chance, would bring confusion upon and pain of mind to her lady. "At all events," was Mrs. Cupp's weighty observation when their conference was at an end, "here we both are, and two pairs of eyes and ears and hands and legs is a fat lot better than one, where there's things to be looked out for."
Cupp's manner approached the devout. This incident it was which probably added to Jane's nervous sense of responsibility. She began to watch her mistress's movements with hyper-sensitive anxiety. She fell into the habit of going over her bedroom two or three times a day, giving a sort of examination to its contents.
Send her to a French hairdresser to take a course of lessons, and she will be worth anything. To turn you out perfectly will be her life's ambition." To Jane Cupp's rapture the next post brought her the following letter: DEAR JANE, It is just like you to write such a nice letter to me, and I can assure you I appreciated all your good wishes very much.
It certainly wasn't because I've done it before that I remember. But just that one evening I was obliged to cross the landing for something, and my eye just lowered itself by accident, and there it was!" "Just where it would have tripped her up. Good Lord! it makes my heart turn over to hear you tell it. How big a bit of carving was it?" Mrs. Cupp's opulent chest trimmings heaved.
She was charmed with Ameerah, whose nose rings and native dress, combining themselves with her dark mystic face, rare speech, and gliding, silent movements, awakened awe in the rustics and mingled distrust and respect in the servants' hall at Palstrey. "She's most respectably behaved, my lady, though foreign and strange in her manners," was Jane Cupp's comment.
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