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So at last she had constructed a scheme by which she proved to herself the earliest day at which it would do to look for a letter, and the latest to which a letter might reasonably be delayed. Women do such things. How many men are worthy of it? That farthest limit was reached, and no letter yet. About that time, one morning the family at Elmfield were gathered at breakfast.
We never depend upon visitors." "It has been awfully slow at Elmfield since Mr. Knowlton went away. We sha'n't stay much longer. I can't live where I can't dance." "What is that?" said a voice close at hand a peculiarly clear, silvery voice. "Cousin Basil!" cried Gertrude, starting. "What did you come here for? I brought Miss Starling here to have a good talk with her." "Have you had it?"
What an odd thing! Will you go, mother?" "I always go, don't I? What's the reason I shouldn't go now?" "I didn't know whether you would like to go there." "What if I don't? No, I don't care particularly about goin' to Elmfield; they're a kind o' stuck up folks; but I'll go to let them see that I ain't." There was silence for a little; then Mrs.
The greeting was not given to her. The silence was absolute; though eyes said they had heard, and were listening. "I have been down at Elmfield," the new-comer went on, not at all disturbed by his reception; "and some one informed me I should find a large circle of friends if I came here; so I came. And I find I was told truly."
Gertrude Masters was still at Elmfield, the only one left of a tribe of visitors who had made the old place gay through the summer. "I have had an invitation," said Mrs. Reverdy as she sent her grandfather his cup of coffee. And she laughed. I wish I could give the impression of this little laugh of hers, which, in company, was the attendant of most of her speeches.
"It was somewhat laughable, too," she observed. "The Lancaster girls and I have had our little jests over it, but I felt that I could not deceive you." Lawton looked bewildered. "But that is a real baby in there," he said, jerking an elbow toward the other room. "Oh yes," replied Eudora. "I adopted him yesterday. I went to the Children's Home in Elmfield. Amelia Lancaster went with me.
"Just the state of society in which There's a sweet little stream running through your meadow, Miss Diana," said the young officer with a sudden change of subject. "Where does it go to?" "It makes a great many turns, through different farms, and then joins your river the Yellow River that runs round Elmfield." "That's a river; this brook is just what I like.
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