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The man that they were discussing had come round to them past the henhouse. How much had he overheard? He didn't seem angry, anyhow. He called: "Well, Evy, ready?" and Eve was glad to run into the house for her hat without looking at him. It was a relief that she must sit on the back seat where she need not face Uncle Nelson. Tim sat in front; but Tim was so stupid he wouldn't mind.
At last, Maltravers rose to depart. "Will you not dine with us to-day?" said the hospitable rector. "Many thanks, no; I have much business to attend to at home for some days to come." "Kiss Sophy, Mr. Ernest, Sophy very good girl to-day. Let the pretty butterfly go, because Evy said it was cruel to put it in a card-box; kiss Sophy." "God bless you, Miss Cameron," he said, and his lip quivered.
"Well, I scarcely know how to tell it in ordinary words, for I learnt it in poetry." "In poetry! In whose poetry?" "Evy Austen put it into poetry, the eldest of the girls, and they made me recite it at the harvest supper." "Oh, that's awfully jolly I never should have thought she was so clever. Evy is the dark-haired one." "Yes, Evy is awfully clever; but she doesn't talk much about it."
If he could not hold a gun, nor ride Titan with the hounds he would go. He would be sorry to leave Evy, but Posey could do very well without him, and breathing a prayer for his soul, Harold, Duke of Wyesdale, was gone.
Besides the man of my love, and the payrents that begot me, seven sons of my body have I laid in the grave, three in infancy of summer-complaint, two with the choking-disease, two with typhoid; and in all this I never once lifted up my voice ag'in' God, but bore it still and patient, even when I were reduced down to just John, my sorriest son, and little Evy, my onliest daughter and the child of my prayer.
"Yes, John and Marthy and Evy and t' other seven young uns, take the look of your life at that 'ere angel messenger that brung me the good tidings of great joy; that lifted me up out of the pit of darkness on to the mountain-tops whar I now sojourn. Yes, look, for in heaven you 'll never see no better sight."
"He muster found 'em in a holler stump," remarked Billy. "I knows, 'cause that's where Doctor Shacklefoot finds aller of Aunt Blue-Gum Tempy's Peruny Pearline's, an' me an' Wilkes Booth Lincoln been lookin' in evy holler stump we see ever sence we's born, an' we ain't never foun' no baby 't all, 'cause can't nobody but jes' doctors fin' 'em. I wish he'd a-give 'em to Aunt Minerva 'stidder Mrs.
"That is a bad compliment to us," answered Evelyn, ingenuously; "do you think we are so little worthy your society as not to value it? "You!" repeated Maltravers, with emotion. Sophy, who had been attentively listening, here put in, "Shake hands and make it up with Evy you've been quarrelling, naughty Ernest!" Evelyn laughed, and tossed back her sunny ringlets.
Caroline's heart smote her, as she came into the room in her lilac bonnet and new dress; and little Sophy, turning on her eyes which, though languid, still expressed a child's pleasure at the sight of finery, exclaimed, "How nice and pretty you look, Carry! Do take Evy with you, Evy looks pretty too!"
"But the gentleman must have a prize, too," said Sophy, proud of her tall new friend. "What's your other name; why do you have such a long, hard name?" "Call me Ernest," said Maltravers. "Why don't we begin?" cried the children. "Evy, come, be a good child, miss," said Sophy, as Evelyn, vexed and ashamed, and half ready to cry, resisted the bandage. Mr.
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