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She tried to interest Ernestine in the business of raising squabs for the market. She had read in some country-life magazine of a woman who had made a very good income by breeding this delicacy for the New York market. Ernestine had talked of buying a farm somewhere near the city for the summers, and Milly thought this could be made into a productive enterprise.
Ernestine would cling to him as she had never done before. God had not gone out of the world then. He had let fate strike a fearful blow, but He had left to the wounded heart such love as this. "Dear," she said at last, her cheek against his, her dear, quivering voice trying so hard to be brave, "if you feel like telling me everything, I would like to know. I will be quiet. I will be good.
Ernestine was now clothed in a well-cut walking suit of dark blue broadcloth, which became her square figure much better than the soft folds of the rose-pink negligee. Yet Milly thought her "quite common," and had a momentary pang, realizing how she and her daughter had come down in the world when they were obliged to have such neighbors.
Dering's last look and words, when she left next morning, were for Ernestine, who looked languid and pale in the sunshine, with all her radiant sparkle and color gone, and no sound or look of song about her lips; and after the hack had gone, and the girls returned to the house, Kat said to Kittie, with much resentment in her voice: "Ernestine always was the petted one in this family.
She has found a new sentimental faith, a mother's sacrifice for her child.... But she is really very glad, and quite tender with him. In this mood she bade her lover good-by at the door and went back into the house to meet her partner. Ernestine, who was not too obtuse to recognize what had happened without the need of many words, listened to Milly's announcement dumbly.
Neither stood on the same basis as the other part of the treaty. From Maurice the electoral dignity descended in the Albertine line of Saxon princes. The Ernestine line retained Weimar, Gotha, etc. CALVIN. Second in reputation to Luther only, among the founders of Protestantism, is John Calvin. He was a Frenchman, born in 1509, and was consequently a child when the Saxon Reformation began.
Ernestine had taken a special interest in this house and often speculated about the life going on within its sober brick walls, behind the fresh muslin curtains of the upper windows. At first there was just a man and his wife and a small child, whose young mother wheeled it out each morning in a basket carriage, for the one maid was busy all day long. Then another child had come and another.
"It's growing late," said Ernestine, a little drowsily, "but then, I'll never have this birthday again." "And it was happy?" he asked tenderly. "Just as happy as you wanted it to be?" "So happy that I hate to see it go. It was just right." "Weren't any of the others happy, dear?" he was stroking her hair, thinking that it too had caught little touches of the fire-light.
"You know I would love to do it, but some time when you are better able to look at them." "I'm just as able to look at them now as I will ever be," he said, slowly. "Ernestine please." "But Karl," her voice quivering "I just can't bear to do a thing that will do you harm." "It won't do me harm. I give you my word of honour it won't make any serious difference." "But Dr. Parkman said "
Something to strike the nail on the head, first blow." "Then lead off with the story of Pasteur's forgetting to go to his own wedding. There's the most characteristic doctor story I know of." "That's a direct insult," laughed Karl. "Why, not at all, Karl," protested Mrs. McCormick, "every one knows you were on hand for your wedding." "Yes, and a good thing he was," declared Ernestine.
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