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Sister Kate had no right to ask this question, but she felt much provoked at the moment, and the color which rushed all over Effie's face excited her curiosity. "Perhaps you'll think I did wrong," said Effie, looking up at her almost defiantly. "The friend was Mr. Lawson. He knows my brother very well; he was talking to me about him.
Saddletree was sometimes displeased by Effie's lingering when she was sent upon errands about the shop business, and sometimes by a little degree of impatience which she manifested at being rebuked on such occasions.
This was mine, with a knot at the end." She gave a smart pull, and the bobbin rattled loudly inside the box. They could hear it plainly, even through the closed door. "What is that?" The question came in an anxious and wideawake tone from within the room. "I don't know. Oh, there it is again!" The voice this time was Effie's. "It sounds as if it were under the bed!" "Oh, surely it's not a rat!"
Alas! this idle and thoughtless waste of time, to what evils had it not finally led? and was she altogether guiltless, who, noticing Effie's turn to idle and light society, had not called in her father's authority to restrain her?
She went back to the hospital with a curious sense of uneasiness, but equally also of rest and refreshment. It was nice to think that George had such a good friend as Fred Lawson. Two months passed away without any special incident. Effie's month of trial being over, she was now established at St. Joseph's as a regular probationer.
Harvey looked like a shadow but her sweet face had a tender blush-rose color about it, her eyes had the intensely clear look which long illness gives; she was better, but she looked so frail and delicate that Effie's heart went out to her. "My dear child," said Mrs. Harvey, "how good, how very good of you to come! I am only just downstairs. Dr.
Yet there were points in Effie's character which gave rise not only to strange doubt and anxiety on the part of Douce David Deans, whose ideas were rigid, as may easily be supposed, upon the subject of youthful amusements, but even of serious apprehension to her more indulgent sister.
My fortune was nearly swept away in the general ruin of a most disastrous year. This event roused me from my despair and made me strong again, for I must hoard what could be saved, for Effie's sake. She had known a cruel want with me, and she must never know another while she bore my name.
"I am sure," replied his moiety, "that murther by trust is the way that the gentry murther us merchants, and whiles make us shut the booth up but that has naething to do wi' Effie's misfortune." "So that," said the good woman, "unless poor Effie has communicated her situation, she'll be hanged by the neck, if the bairn was still-born, or if it be alive at this moment?"
"Awfully," said Colville, going to the window with her, and putting his arm on Effie's shoulder, where she knelt in a chair looking out. "What have you seen?" "Oh, only two Spanish students with mandolins," said Imogene; "but you can see they're beginning to come." "They'll stop now," murmured Effie, with gentle disappointment; "it's commencing to rain." "Oh, too bad!" wailed the young girl.
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