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Now, Miss Erema, if you please, come here. Trust you in me, miss, and soon I will make you a credit to the General."
Now go to bed and sleep soundly, Erema, for we have lots to do to-morrow, and you have had a most worrying day to-day. To-morrow, of course, you must come with me to Paris. You can parleyvoo better than I can."
I said to Major Hockin, after reading all that, which he kindly requested me to do with care; "but where are the people to come from?" "Erema," he replied, as if that question had been asked too often, "you have not had time to study the laws of political economy the noblest of noble sciences. The first of incontrovertible facts is that supply creates demand.
We will now have a harbor and floating docks, without any muddy, malarious river all blue water from the sea; and our fine cliff range shall be studded with good houses. And the whole shall be called 'Erema-port." Well, Erema must be getting very near her port, although it was not at Bruntsea.
And while I spoke with spirit, or softness, or, I fear, sometimes with hate, I could not help seeing that he was surprised, but not wholly displeased, with my energy. And then, when all was exhausted, came the old question I had heard so often, and found so hard to answer "And what do you propose to do next, Erema?"
I do assure you, Miss Erema, when I look at your bright eyes and clear figure, the Lord in heaven, who has made many cripples, must have looked down special to have brought you as you are. For trouble upon trouble fell in heaps, faster than I can wipe my eyes to think. To begin with, all the servants but myself and gardener Jacob ran away.
Perhaps you will see to that, while I roll up the carpet outside; and then, if any retainers come, you will hear their footsteps." "Bless the woman, what a temper she has!" whispered the Major, in dread of her ears. "Is she gone, Erema? She wants discipline." "Yes, she is gone," I said, trying to be lightsome; "but you are enough to frighten any one."
You called him a hero when you knew not who he was. Poor fellow, he is dead! And, in spite of all, I can not help being very sorry for him." "Yes, I dare say. Women always are. But you must show a little common-sense, Erema. Your grandfather seems to have had too much, and your father far too little. We must keep this matter quiet.
I have nothing whatever to be pitied for, except that I have lost my father, and have nobody left to care for me, except Uncle Sam in America." "Your Uncle Sam, as you call him, seems to be a very wonderful man, Erema," said Mrs. Hockin, craftily, so far as there could be any craft in her; "I never saw him a great loss on my part.
I merely tell you this that you may not make mistakes, and confound friendly vigilance with the spying of an enemy. Erema, you will be looked after." I could not help being grateful for his kindness, and really, try as I might to be fearless, it would be a great comfort to have some one to protect me.
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