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"Now go," said Leam, putting her off her lap and rising from her chair in strange disorder. "You are troublesome and ask too many questions." Fina began to cry loudly, and Mr. Dundas, from his library below, heard her. He came up stairs with his fussy, restless kindness, and opened the door of the room where his two daughters, of nature and by adoption, were.
"Will you love me, little Fina?" asked Josephine in a voice full of emotion, taking the child's fair head between her hands. "Will you like me to be your mamma?" "Yes," cried Fina, clapping her hands. "I shall like a nice new mamma instead of Learn. I hate Leam: she is cross and has big eyes." "Oh, we must not hate poor Leam," remonstrated Josephine tenderly.
"Don't, Leam, you hurt me you are cross: leave me alone," screamed Fina, twisting her little body to free herself from her step-sister's hand. "Be quiet. You will fall into the river and be drowned if you go on like this," said Leam, tightening her hold; and those small nervous hands of hers had an iron grasp when she chose to put out her strength. "Leave me alone.
You hurt me oh, you hurt me so much!" screamed Fina, still struggling. "Come with me, then. Do as you are bid and come away," returned Leam, slightly relaxing her grasp. Though she was angry with the child, she did not want to hurt her. "I shan't. Leave me alone. You are a cross, ugly thing, and I hate you," was Fina's sobbing reply.
She prophesied, however, that their things would all be spoiled before they returned, and then they would know her value. As Mr. Dundas elected to remain at home, not being afraid of infection and being tired of travel, Mrs. Birkett insisted on taking little Fina with her.
Lying on the poop of the Santa Fina, his dark eyes questing over her face, her hands among his curls, he seemed to Molly the wonder of the world. So of her world he was; but he meant to be that of his own a very different world. He was a lithe, various creature, this Amilcare Passavente, his own paradox.
She instinctively contrived not to see him alone now when she went to Steel's Corner during his tedious convalescence, for the poor fellow mended but slowly, if surely. Either she had only a short time to stay, and so stood for a moment, making serious talk impossible, or she took little Fina with her, or maybe she entangled Mrs.
At the present moment she knew nothing better than to give nurse a holiday and burden herself with an uncongenial little girl as her charge and companion when she would rather have been alone. So this was how it came about that on this special day the two set out for the Broad, where Fina had a fancy to go.
"Fina, go and ask Jones to tell you pretty stories about the bay," he then said to the child. "And may I ride him?" cried Fina, sure to take the ell when given the inch. "Ask Jones," he answered good-naturedly "I dare say he will put you up." Whereupon Fina ran off to the groom, whom she teased for the next half hour to give her a ride on the bay. But Jones was obdurate.
On the contrary, it seemed to soften some of the bitterness of her self-reproach, and she was glad that madame's motherless child was not deserted, but had found a substitute for the protection which she had taken from her; for Leam, criminal, was not ignoble. A few days after the meeting on the moor between Learn and Edgar, Mr. Dundas drove to the Hill, carrying Fina with him.
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