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Updated: June 3, 2025
"Our side will disperse if you will only leave room for us to go." "Possibly I may have something to say in the matter." "Say on." "This lady has jilted me." "Have you, Ethelwyn?" "I have not." "Then, Captain Everard, you lie." "You dare to tell me so?" And he strode a pace nearer. "It needs no daring. I know you too well; and so does another who trusted you and found you false as hell."
"I haven't any," said Beth, feeling her short brown curls cautiously for fear they would come off. "It's small in small persons, and big in big persons," said Ethelwyn, with a patient air of having given much thought to the subject. "Ho!" said Beth. "Well if Ariminta's going to be dry for Billy Boy's funeral, I'll have to dry her in the oven." But alas! for Beth's "thinkery not worth mentioning!"
She felt sure that Ethelwyn would be surprised and pleased, because mother had said that in London people seldom had gardens; but her companion made no remark at all, and Pennie put the question which had been a good deal on her mind: "What do you like to be called?" "My name's Ethelwyn," said the little girl. "Yes, I know," said Pennie. "Mother told us. But I mean, what are you called for short?"
"O mother, but you are smart," said Ethelwyn; "we thought you couldn't possibly guess, so we were going to charge you another nickel!" she continued in a disappointed voice. "I will pay it for guessing," said mother, laughing. "I'm spring, all dressed in green, and I spring when I walk," said Ethelwyn beginning again. "I'm summer," said Beth fanning.
There was this peculiarity about any compliment that Percivale paid, that you had not a doubt of its being genuine. "Will you come and take an early dinner with us?" said my wife. "My invalid daughter will be very pleased to see you." "I will with pleasure," he answered, but in a tone of some hesitation, as he glanced from Ethelwyn to me. "My wife speaks for us all," I said.
"Oh, Pennie!" she cried, "what shall I do?" for she was really afraid of Miss Unity. Pennie rose, picked up the mandarin's head, and looked at it sorrowfully. "Mother told us not to touch the china," she said. "But can't we do anything?" exclaimed Ethelwyn wildly; "couldn't we stick it on? He's not broken anywhere else. See, Pennie!"
Ethelwyn, speechless with rage, hastened her departure with a push, and then fell asleep until the breakfast bell rang. How mortified she felt after what she had said to Beth! Sierra Nevada hurried her through her bath and toilet as quickly as she could, but she would be late for breakfast anyway.
Nancy was then appealed to, but she always refused to apply her mind out of lesson hours, and only shook her head. "Well," said Mrs Hawthorn, "I think Davie's explanation is about the best, for hospitality does mean giving our friends the best we have. But it means something more, for you might give Ethelwyn the biggest piece of everything, and yet she might not enjoy her visit at all.
"That would be a great fault in my book, Ethelwyn. What does it come from in me? Let me see. I do not think I want to appear better than I am; but it sounds hypocritical to make merely general confessions, and it is indecorous to make particular ones. Besides, I doubt if it is good to write much about bad things even in the way of confession "
"You never asked me," said Pennie proudly. Miss Unity's frown relaxed a little; she bethought herself that she really never had asked the child; she had taken it for granted, judging only by guilty looks. "If it was not you, Pennie," she said gently, "who was it?" "I can't tell that," said Pennie, "only I didn't." "Then," exclaimed Nancy eagerly, "I expect it was that mean Ethelwyn."
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