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Sympathy for Miss Harding's recent and severe affliction prepared Edna's heart to receive her cordially, and the fact that an irreconcilable feud eristed between the stranger and St. Elmo, induced the orphan to hope that she might find a congenial companion in the expected visitor.
As he led the way to the library, talking the while to Mrs. Murray, Edna's eyes followed him with an expression of intense veneration, for he appeared to her a living original of the pictured prophets the Samuel, Isaiah, and Ezekiel, whose faces she had studied in the large illustrated Bible that lay on a satin cushion in the sitting- room at Le Bocage.
Bessie was afraid so too, but she dared not say so; she could only appeal to Edna's generosity, and beg her to consider that she owed a duty to her brother. But she could not say much on this point.
Yonder is Goupil's; let us stop and have a look at those new engravings mamma told us about yesterday. Hattie, you can curl up in your corner, and go to sleep and dream of boiled lamb till we come back." Later in the day Mrs. Andrews went up to Edna's room, and found her correcting an exercise. "At work as usual. You are incorrigible.
"Oh, I don't know," said Bagley, in a manner exceedingly belittling to Edna's knowledge, "they've got to admit that our girls are a very charming, superior lot with a few exceptions." His look placed Miss Kenby decidedly under the rule, but left poor Edna somewhere else. "Have they, really?" retorted Edna, in opposition at any cost.
Isn't it fun? It is as poetical as those Elgar songs. She could just make up her mind to go down, and go!" "Well, shall we go too?" John offered his hand. She put hers into it. "Are you game to jump?" he added. "In a life-preserver!" ejaculated Sylvia in smiling contempt. "Yes. There," meeting Edna's eyes as she floated at ease, "there is the poetry. Here comes the prose tumbling after."
"I think myself it would be better to let Ellen have them or Uncle Justus." Her mother laughed. Edna's awe of Aunt Elizabeth was so very apparent. "There is one thing I wish you would promise," the little girl went on, "and that is, that you will always have hot cakes on Saturday mornings so I can have butter and syrup both." "I promise," replied her mother smiling.
The fondest hope of Edna's heart was to be useful in "her day and generation" to be an instrument of some good to her race; and while she hoped for popularity as an avenue to the accomplishment of her object, the fear of ridicule and censure had no power to deter her from the line of labor upon which she constantly invoked the guidance and blessing of God.
Perhaps the G. R. Club was mainly responsible for this, but at all events it made matters a little happier for the teacher. As for Clara, Dorothy set her face against any sort of friendship with her, but it was not within Edna's heart to be unkind to anyone, and she made up her mind that she would meet Clara half way if ever the chance came.
"That's true," said Larcher, somewhat slowly, for he wondered what Edna would say about placing Turl in a suspicious light in Florence's view. But his fear of Edna's displeasure, though it might overcloud, could not prohibit his performance of a task he thought ought to be done.
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