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She would now go from Miss Unity's house instead of from Easney, and Mrs Hawthorn was not at all sorry to think that the children would be separated a little earlier than was first intended. So, with many cautions not to be troublesome, not to talk in bed, and not to touch the china, she told the little girls that they were to go to Nearminster.
Yet it was much too good to be given up. The plan was this. To buy a new Chinese mandarin for Miss Unity Cheffins. Now Miss Unity was Pennie's godmother, and lived in the Cathedral Close at Nearminster, which was two miles away from the village of Easney.
It had been such a nice afternoon, and it came just when she had been feeling a little discontented and tired of Nearminster. There were the dissolving views, too. Did Miss Unity mean to take her to the Institute on Friday? Pennie had been to very few entertainments. The circus at Easney, and the fair at Cheddington made up her experience, and she thought she should like to go very much.
The even course of these days was only disturbed twice in the year once by Mr and Mrs Hawthorn's visit to Nearminster, and once by Miss Unity's visit to Easney. These were important events to her, anticipated for months, not exactly with pleasure; for, though she was really fond of her friends, she was shy, and to be put out of her usual habits was, besides, a positive torture to her.
Now Miss Barnicroft was not in the least like other people, and the children considered her by far the most interesting object to be seen near Easney, so that they never passed her lonely dwelling without trying to get a glimpse of her, or at least of her animals.
"They must hurt her dreadfully," she said, "in those great, thick boots." "And no stockings," added Nancy relentlessly. "Oh, Nancy!" said Pennie. She felt almost as sorry as if Nancy were telling her positive facts. "Wouldn't it be a good thing to get one of those thick grey pairs of stockings for her out of the shop at Easney," said Nancy after a short silence, "and a pair of boots to fit?"
So the time went on, very slowly for Nancy just now, but at last the week ended and Saturday came. The house at Easney was merrier and more noisy than it had been for some time on the day of Pennie's return, but the house at Nearminster went back at once to its old gravity and silence. Had it always been so still and quiet? Miss Unity wondered.
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