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Jasper Penny's thoughts returned to the stony, handsome youth he had seen in the company of Essie's friends, to the insinuations of the woman who had been removed protesting her superiority and warning him against a "tailor's dummy." Well, it was no longer his affair what Essie did with her money, what in her affections remained unimpaired.
Up to this time Miss Martha had been permitted to do very much as she chose with her pretty niece. Miss Essie's mother, a dear friend of Miss Martha's, had died when her daughter was an infant, and the child's home, even after the second marriage of her father, had been almost as often with her aunt as with him.
Van Lennop recognized the thick, gutteral voice of old Edouard Dubois. "Like him? Of course I like him, and" there was asperity in Essie's tone now "he isn't a loafer." "Hold-up, then," substituted Dubois. "Nor a hold-up." "What you t'ink he is?" "Something you would never recognize," she answered sharply; "a gentleman."
You can afford to do that much, perhaps." "O, Ester, you're cross!" said Sadie, in a good-humored tone, coming forward after the little girl. "Come, Birdie, Auntie Essie's cross, isn't she? Come with Aunt Sadie. We'll go to the piazza and make Mr. Hammond tell us a story."
And Minnie Ester's darling, who never received other than loving words from her went gleefully off, leaving another heartburn to the weary girl. They stung her, those words: "Auntie Essie's cross, isn't she?" Back and forth, from dining-room to pantry, from pantry to dining-room, went the quick feet At last she spoke: "Maggie, leave the ironing and help me; it is time tea was ready."
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