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"Elmira's a good girl," Jerome repeated. Lawrence had to be contented with that. He went on, to tell Jerome his plans with regard to the engagement between himself and Elmira. He was clearly much under the wise influence of his mother. "Mother says, on Elmira's account as well as my own, I had better not pay regular attention to her," he said, ruefully, yet with submission.
Amice had just exhibited her doll, Elmira's last acquisition, a little chest of drawers, made of matchboxes and buttons, that Constance Morton had taught her to make, and then she had gone off to put the said Elmira and her companions to bed, after giving it as her grave opinion that Lady Northmoor was a great acquisition. 'Do you think so? said Mrs.
"Do you want a new silk dress or anything?" "A new silk dress? No." Elmira's manner, when fairly aroused and speaking, was full of vivacity, in curious contrast to her dreaming attitude at other times. "I tell you what 'tis, Elmira," said Jerome, soberly. "I want you to have all you need. I don't know what mother meant, but I want you to have things like other girls.
Elmira's face was so eager that he did not wait. "Yes, I've seen him," he said. Elmira blushed, and quivered, and bent closer over her work. "What did I tell you?" said his mother, with a kind of tentative triumph. "You don't know now what Doctor Prescott will say," said Jerome.
He could not go fast; the old horse could proceed no faster than a walk with a load. When he came in sight of home he saw a blue flutter at the gate. It was Elmira's shawl; she was out there watching. When she saw the team she came running down the road to meet it. "Where's father?" she cried out. "Jerome, where's father?" "Dun'no'," said Jerome. He sat high above her, holding the reins.
Jerome met Elmira's beseeching eyes and frowned aside, blushing like a girl. "Well, I don't know," said he; "I'll see." That was the provincial form of masculine concession to feminine importunity. Mrs. Edwards nodded to Elmira when Jerome had shut the door. "He'll go," said she. Elmira smiled and quivered with half-fearful delight.
Thinks I, 'How was there enough of that silk, when we had hard work to get Elmira's dress out? "Then I saw, in the middle of the room, a great long thing, all covered over with silk, an' I thought it was a coffin. I went up to it, an' there was Abel's hat on it, the one he wore when he went away. I took the hat off, an' the weddin'-silk, an' there was a coffin. "I thought it was Abel's.
He could see Elmira's smooth dark head passing to and fro before the house windows, and knew that she was fulfilling his instructions. He kept a sharp watch upon the road for other female friends of his mother's, who, he was resolved, should not enter. "Them women will only get her all stirred up again.
Jerome laughed awkwardly. Nobody knew how much joy those words of Lawrence Prescott's gave him, and how hard he tried to check the joy, because it should not matter to him except for Elmira's sake. "Did you ever see a girl with such sweet ways as your sister?" persisted Lawrence. "Elmira is a good girl," Jerome admitted, confusedly.
He did not once imagine any such feeling on Elmira's part for young Prescott, as on his for Lucina, and had at the time more impatience than pity. However, he resolved to remonstrate if Lawrence should stay so late again with his sister. "She may think he means more than he does, girls are so silly," he said. He did not class Lucina Merritt among girls.
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