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"We have nothing like it in this country; of course, cannot have. One of those superb English country seats is beyond even the imagination of an American." "Nature has been as kind to us, hasn't she?" said Fleda. "O yes; but such fortunes, you know. Mr. Olmney, what do you think of those overgrown fortunes?
I will say I think she's as handsome as my own darter; and a man can't go no furder than that, I suppose." "She wont help his farming much, I guess," said uncle Joshua, "nor his wife nother." Fleda heard Dr. Quackenboss coming through the doorway, and started from her corner, for fear he might find her out there, and know what she had heard.
"That is not my name," said the little girl, coming forward. "Isn't it? It ought to be. What is, then?" "Elfleda." "Elfleda! where in the name of all that is auricular did you get such an outlandish name?" "My father gave it to me, Sir," said Fleda, with a dignified sobriety which amused the old gentleman. "Your father! hum I understand.
"Only candles Barby has suddenly found we are out, and she won't have any more made before to-morrow. Never mind!" "There is only that," repeated Mrs. Rossitur. "Hugh has a little money due to him from last summer, but he hasn't been able to get it yet. You may take that, dear." "No," said Fleda, "we mustn't. We might want it more."
"No," said Fleda quietly, "it is not time for aunt Lucy to be down yet." "Don't you have breakfast before nine o'clock?" "Yes by half-past eight generally." "Strange way of getting along on a farm! Well I can't wait I promised Thorn I would meet him this morning Barby! I wish you would bring me my boots!
Rossitur drew a long breath, speaking to Fleda's ear very great relief, and was silent. "And what reward is he to have for this, Fleda?" he said, after some musing. "All that my hearty thanks and gratitude can give, as far as I am concerned, Sir." "Is that what he expects, Fleda?" "I cannot help what he expects," said Fleda, in some distress. "What have you engaged yourself to, my child?"
"What?" "About my being a help to you!" "It will not be the first time," said he smiling, "nor the second. Your little hand first held up a glass to gather the scattered rays of truth that could not warm me into a centre where they must burn." "Very innocently," said Fleda with a little unsteady feeling of voice. "Very innocently," said Mr. Carleton smiling.
"What in the world put that book into your head, or before your eyes?" said the doctor. "I don't know, sir, I thought I should like to read it," said Fleda, drooping her eyelids that the bright drops under them might not be seen. "And finished in eleven days, as I live!" said the doctor wagging his head. 'July 19. 3 Goldsmith's A. N. 'Aug. 6. 4 Do. Do."
Evelyn listened and smiled, and half parried and half assented to his positions; and Fleda sat impatiently drumming upon her elbow with the fingers of her other hand, in the sheer necessity of giving some expression to her feelings. Mr. Stackpole at last got his finger upon the sore spot of American slavery, and pressed it hard.
Carleton ordered his servant to open the gate, and rode up to the back of the house. "I am afraid there is nobody here, Elfie," he said; "the house seems all shut up." "I know how I can get in," said Fleda, "there's a window down stairs I don't believe it is fastened, if you wouldn't mind waiting, Mr. Carleton, I won't keep you long?"
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