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"Was yours easily mended?" he asked. Euphrasia was silent a moment. "He never knew," she repeated, in a low voice. "Well, Phrasie, it looks very much as if we were in the same boat," he said. Euphrasia's heart gave a bound. "Then you haven't spoke!" she cried; "I knew you hadn't. I I was a woman but sometimes I've thought I'd ought to have given him some sign.
A young woman who was a stunner, who rode wild horses and fell off them and rode them again, was beyond the pale not only of Euphrasia's experience but of her imagination likewise. And this hoyden had talked as though she took an interest in Austen! Euphrasia was speechless. "The next time I saw her," said Tom, "was when she came down here to listen to Humphrey Crewe's attacks on the railroad.
Flint's daughter if he chose or any other man's daughter; partaking, in this respect, somewhat of Euphrasia's view. As for Austen himself, Tom had seen no symptoms; but then, he reflected, he would not be likely to see any. However, he perceived the object now of Euphrasia's visit, and began to take the liveliest interest in it. "So you think Austen's in love?" he demanded.
A trace of colour actually rose under Euphrasia's sallow skin, and she cast her eyes downward. "You've known him a good while, haven't you, Tom?" "All my life," said Tom, mystified again, "all my life. And I, think more of him than of anybody else in the world." "I calculated as much," she said; "that's why I came." She hesitated. Artful Euphrasia! We will let the ingenuous Mr.
He's prayed enough in his life, goodness knows!" Now Euphrasia's ordinarily sharp eyes were sharpened an hundred fold by affection; and of late, at odd moments during his visits, Austen had surprised them fixed on him with a penetration that troubled him. "You don't seem to fancy the tarts as much as you used to," she would remark. "Time was when you'd eat three and four at a sittin'."
The Lord cannot even trust the pure human that is in Himself to dwell, separately, upon that End which is to be, but may not be yet!" I do not suppose anything whatever could come into Miss Euphrasia's life, or touch her with its circumstance, that she did not straightway read in it the wider truth beyond the letter. She was a Swedenborgian, not after Swedenborg, but by the living gift itself.
"But I have no errand with her," he objected, mystified yet excited by Euphrasia's manner. "She fetched Hilary home," said Euphrasia. "Yes." "She couldn't have be'n kinder if she was his own daughter." "I know " he began, but Euphrasia interrupted. "She sent that Englishman for the doctor, and waited to take the news to her father, and she came out in this kitchen and talked to me."
"Was yours easily mended?" he asked. Euphrasia was silent a moment. "He never knew," she repeated, in a low voice. "Well, Phrasie, it looks very much as if we were in the same boat," he said. Euphrasia's heart gave a bound. "Then you haven't spoke!" she cried; "I knew you hadn't. I I was a woman but sometimes I've thought I'd ought to have given him some sign.
For Sarah Austen had had a morality of her own, and on occasions had given expression to extreme views. "She's not playin' with you?" was Euphrasia's next question, and her tone boded ill to any young person who would indulge in these tactics with Austen. He shook his head again, and smiled at her vehemence. "No, she's not playing with me she isn't that kind.
He felt himself tremble at the name, at the strangeness of its sound on Euphrasia's lips. "I do not expect to see Miss Flint," he answered, controlling himself as well as he was able. "I have an errand for the Judge with Mr. Flint himself." Euphrasia had guessed his secret! But how? "Hadn't you better see her?" said Euphrasia, in a curious monotone.
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