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You mustn't drive down here, for the bridge is down." "Bridge down!" ejaculated John Laning. "Darwell said he was going to mend it this week, but I saw no sign up at the cross-roads." "Neither did we, and we came near to going overboard. As it is, we had a pretty bad smash up!" "Indeed!" came from Mrs. Stanhope, in alarm. "And was anybody hurt?"
As soon as they were ready, Miss Darwell began to talk of what they were to play at. Mrs. Colvin gave them leave to go out for a time to play in the shade of what they called the cedar-grove, a place near the house, but they all begged her to go with them. "Not to play, my dears," she said; "I can't run."
"Well," said Emily, "my story finishes with as great a bustle as yours; and we must say that Lucy has chosen two very nice books; so, Lucy, we thank you with all our hearts." We have been so busy over the stories which Lucy brought, that we have taken no notice of the note and parcel which came from Miss Darwell.
From the very earliest period of their lives they were invariably gentle, humble, and attentive to the comfort of every person who came near to them." "Were not they like Miss Darwell?" said Henry, who had dropped his book, and was listening with all his attention. "I think they were, Henry," replied Mrs.
The children were to go home with their father and mother; and if they loved Miss Darwell much already, they loved her more for her kindness when they saw three large brown paper parcels under the seat of the little carriage. They had a sweet drive home, though they had not time to tell all that had happened to their mother till the next day; but their parents knew, from Mrs.
Everybody was so pleased with Lucy's story that she told another, and that was the story of "Margot and the Golden Fish," which delighted everyone, and was a useful story to the poor children. But now the sun was beginning to dip its golden disc below the hills, and the sound was heard of carriages. Mr. and Mrs. Darwell, and those who had dined with them, were come up into the park. Mrs.
Colvin," said Miss Darwell; and she put her arms round the excellent governess's neck and kissed her; and then, running and opening a door, led her visitors into a large room which they had not seen before. It was furnished with shelves, on which many books and toys were ranged in order for it was one of Mrs. Colvin's wishes to make her pupil neat. Mr.
The village people were then offered more refreshments, and as they could not take much, everything that was left was ordered to be given amongst them; but none of them had gone, when all who had come from the house returned to it. "I am very sorry you are going, dear Lucy and Emily and Henry," said Miss Darwell; "I have had the happiest day I ever had in my life.
They call them Honourable by way of distinction the Honourable Mr. and Mrs. Darwell, and they are immensely rich; and that is their only child, for they have but one and she, to be sure, is no small treasure, as people say, and they never can make enough of her." "What is her name, John?" asked Lucy.
"No, ma'am," said Lucy; "but you can have a book and sit down and read, as then you can see us at play." "Well, then," said Mrs. Colvin, smiling, "I will come." And away they all went to the cedar-grove. As they were going Henry said: "I am not to ask what is to be done this evening." "No," replied Miss Darwell; "you ought not even to say, 'I am not to ask."
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