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Babette came in with the coal, and Miss Grace roused herself from her reverie. "Babette, tell Ledru to have dinner at seven. I think your master and his daughter will be here to-night." "Mon Dieu, Mademoiselle! The young lady from England?" "Yes; and see that there are fires in all the rooms upstairs." "Yes, Miss Grace." "Is Miss Eeny still in the parlour?" "Yes, Miss Grace."
You two can hug each other at your leisure by-and-by; but just at present I am very hungry, and should like some dinner. The dining-room is in this direction, isn't it, Grace? I think I know the way." He disappeared, and Kate Danton disengaged her new-found sister, still holding her hand. "Come and show me to my room, Eeny," she said.
Eeny was there, standing before the fire, her light shape and delicate face looking fragile in the red fire-light. "Oh, Grace," said she, "I have just sent Babette in search of you. There is a visitor in the parlour for you." "For me?" "Yes, a gentleman; young, and rather handsome. I asked him who I should say wished to see you, and what do you think? he would not tell." "No! What did he say?"
Doctor Frank walked thoughtfully to the window, and looked out at the fading brilliance of the sunset. A moment later, and Eeny rode up on horseback, sprang out other saddle on the lawn, and tripped up the steps. Another moment, and she was in the drawing-room. "I saw you at the window," she said. "I am glad you have come back again. Danton Hall is too dismal to be described of late. Ah!
Dinner went on and ended. The ladies left the dining-room; the gentlemen lingered, but not long. Kate was at the piano entrancing Eeny, and Grace sat at her crochet. Miss Danton got up and made tea, and the young Doctor lay back in an arm-chair talking to Eeny, and watched, with half-closed eyes, the delicate hands floating deftly along the fragile china cups.
"As no longer yearns my heart, Or your smiles enslave me, Let me thank you ere we part, For the love you gave me. See the May flowers wet with dew Ere their bloom is over Should I not return to you, Seek another lover." Doctor Danton laughed. "'Long have I been true to you, Now I'm true no longer!" "Those are most atrocious sentiments you are singing do you not know it, Miss Eeny?" Mr.
But destiny that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will, had made up its mind for further revelations, and against destiny even Doctor Frank was powerless. Destiny lost no time either the revelation came the very next evening. Kate and Eeny had been to St. Croix, visiting some of Kate's poor pensioners, and evening was closing in when they reached the Hall.
"What have you got in that bag?" asked Eeny, "your dinner? Are you going to a picnic?" Rose laughed at the idea of a January picnic, and ran off without answering. An hour's brisk gallop brought her to the farm house, and old Jacques came out, bowing and grinning, to take charge of her horse. "Monsieur was in the parlour would Mademoiselle walk right into the parlour? Dr.
There was Danton Hall, not the dingy, weather-beaten Danton Hall she knew, but a much more modern, much more elegant mansion; and there on the gray stone steps stood her father, handsome and portly, and kindly as ever; and there was Grace beside him dear, good Grace; and there was Eeny, dressed in pale pink with fluttering ribbons, fair and fragile, and looking like a rosebud.
Rose's song ended. The sunset faded out in a pale blank of dull gray twilight fell over the frozen ground. A little black figure, wearing a shawl over its head, fluttered out into the mysterious half-light, and began pacing slowly round the frozen fish-pond. "Doctor Frank," said Eeny, "come here and see the moon rise." "How romantic!" laughed Rose. But the Doctor went and stood by her side.
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