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It was like the heaven of power and love above her destinies; only this was far higher and more pure and abiding. "He knoweth them that trust in him." "There shall not a hair of your head perish." Not these words perhaps, but something like the sense of them was in little Fleda's head. Mr. Carleton coming up saw her gazing out upon the water with an eye that seemed to see nothing. "Elfie!
Choosing our own ways and goin' in them always bring trouble in the end. Now, Miss Clare, your verse is the beginning of the one Miss Agatha was sayin': "Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for Him"; and, Miss Elfie, this is for you, "Delight thyself also in the Lord, and He shall give thee the desires of thine heart."
She might well ask, for none but an artist's hand could have grouped together so harmoniously the daffodils and primroses, with trails of ivy and fern in their beds of moss. 'Clare does, responded Elfie brightly, sitting down by her side, whilst Agatha turned to the vicar. 'She went out this morning and picked them in a wood close to us. Aren't they lovely? 'Not Major Lester's wood, I hope.
There was silence; then Agatha said more slowly, 'It does look rather suspicious, now I have remembered about Jane, because she has been such friends lately with Major Lester's valet. You know she always walks home from church with him. Elfie was laughing about it, and saying she had soon picked up a follower.
"It is only selfishness, Elfie," said he, presently, looking down to the quiet sweet little face which seemed to him, and was, more pure than anything of earth's mould he had ever seen. "You know I must take care of you for my own sake." Fleda laughed a little. "But what will you do when we get to Paris?" "I don't know. I should like to have you always, Elfie."
There never was a line more mathematically straight than the course of Philetus's ideas; they never diverge, I think, to the right hand or the left, a jot from his own self-interest." "You will be an invaluable help to me, Elfie, if you can read my English friends as closely." "I am afraid you will not let me come as close to them," said Fleda laughing. "Perhaps not.
"I wish you wouldn't ask me, sir," said poor Fleda, who still could not turn her face to meet his eye; "It was only something that happened yesterday." "What was it, Elfie? You need not be afraid to tell me." "It was only what you said to Mrs. Carleton yesterday, when she was talking " "About my difficulty with those gentlemen?"
A Miss Villars. She is a charming woman, I hear, very comfortably off, but rather eccentric in the way she spends her money. My sister wrote to her when she knew of your arrival here, so you may have a visit from her soon. 'Is she an old maid? asked Elfie; 'because we have seen one, and, I was going to say, don't want to see another.
A shadow of a smile passed over her face at that. It was gone instantly. "My mother will not leave Paris yet," he went on, "you will see her often." But he saw that Fleda was thinking of something else; she scarce seemed to hear him. She was thinking of something that troubled her. "Mr. Carleton " she began, and her colour changed. "Speak, Elfie." Her colour changed again. "Mr.
"Yes in one sort of way," said Fleda; "but then it is only his children that he has promised to keep from everything that will hurt them." "I don't see how that promise is kept, Elfie. I think those who call themselves so meet with as many troubles as the rest of the world, and perhaps more." "Yes," said Fleda quickly, "they have troubles, but then God won't let the troubles do them any harm."
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