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"I think every one has," said John, looking round on his apple-cheeked boys; it must have been a sharp eye that detected any decrease of health, or increase of suffering, there. "But my plan will set all to rights. I spoke to Mrs. Tod yesterday. She will be ready to take us all in. Boys, shall you like going to Enderley? You shall go as soon as ever the larch-wood is green."
I listened, wonder-struck for these were the very words that Ursula March might have uttered; the very spirit that seemed to shine in her eyes that night the last night she and John spoke to one another. I asked him if there was any more of the dream? "Nothing clear. I thought we were on the Flat at Enderley, and I was following her; whether I reached her or not I cannot tell.
"And how do you like Enderley?" asked John, when, tea being over, I lay and rested, while he sat leaning his elbow on the window-sill, and his cheek against a bunch of those ever-intruding, inquisitive roses. "It is very, very pretty, and so comfortable almost like home." "I feel as if it were home," John said, half to himself.
Halifax's orders, and has planted lots o' flower-roots and evergreens." "Yes, I know." And when she had put all her little ones to bed we, wondering where the mother was, went out towards the little churchyard, and found her quietly sitting there. We were very happy at Enderley. Muriel brightened up before she had been there many days.
"Yes, he is a rich man now mind you treat your brother with extra respect, Phineas." "And your sister too. 'For she sall walk in silk attire, And siller hae to spare. She's quite young and handsome still isn't she? How magnificent she'll look in that grey silk gown!" "John, you ought to be ashamed of yourself! you the father of a family! you that are to be the largest mill-owner at Enderley "
But, for a minute, how strangely it brought back old times, when there were neither wife nor children only he and I! This seat on the wall, with its small twilight picture of the valley below the mill, and Nunneley heights, with that sentinel row of sun-set trees was all mine mine solely for evermore. "Enderley is just the same, Phineas. Twelve years have made no change except in us."
And, after all, the mother's best luxuries were to see her children merry and strong, her husband's face lightened of its care, and to know he was now placed beyond doubt in the position he had always longed for; for was he not this very day gone to sign the lease of Enderley Mills? Mrs.
It was sweet, though half-melancholy, to see Enderley again; to climb the steep meadows and narrow mule-paths, up which he used to help me so kindly. He could not now; he had his little daughter in his arms. It had come, alas! to be a regular thing that Muriel should be carried up every slight ascent, and along every hard road.
"Yes! but a goddess after all. And her dough-cake, her mushroom, her flattened Mont Blanc, is very fine. What a broad green sweep nothing but sky and common, common and sky. This is Enderley Flat. We shall come to its edge soon, where it drops abruptly into such a pretty valley. There, look down that's the church. We are on a level with the top of its tower.
"Edwin is late home from Norton Bury," said Ursula. "So is his father." "No this is just John's time. Hark! there are the carriage-wheels!" For Mr. Halifax, a prosperous man now, drove daily to and from his mills, in as tasteful an equipage as any of the country gentry between here and Enderley. His wife went down to the stream to meet him, as usual, and they came up the field-path together.
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