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She looked as if she had been quarreling with somebody. Pauline knew that look well. Nancy's two friends Becky and Amy were standing at a little distance. There was a small governess-cart drawn up not far away, and Becky was stroking the nose of a rough little Forest pony. "Father gave me the cart and pony this morning," said Nancy. "There's nothing he wouldn't do for me.
When the governess-cart stopped at our path there were only two figures in it no, three, I should say, for there was the groom, and the two others were Nan and Vallie Sharley was not there. I ran out to meet them. 'Is Sharley ill? I called out before I got to them. Nan shook her head.
Now, please, go upstairs and get ready, for the governess-cart will be round in a few minutes." The cart did come round, and, without a word, Irene herself stepped into it. She not only stepped into it, but she took the reins with a determined hand. "I mean to drive Bob," she said. "I suppose no one objects." She looked back with her bright, dancing eyes, first at Rosamund and then at Miss Frost.
It isn't nearly as big as The Follies, and the people don't seem so rich; and I have seen fat Mrs. Merriman all my life driving about with the cob and the governess-cart; and I have seen Professor Merriman, too, with his bent back and long hair. But I never chanced to come across Lucy except that time in church, and then I thought her horrible. Why should I alter my plans because of the Merrimans?
"Don't I hear the frou-frou of silken skirts?" inquired Missy one afternoon when she was in Tess's room, watching her friend comb the golden tresses which hung in rich profusion about her shoulders. "It's the mater," answered Tess. "She's dressed to pay some visits to the gentry. Later she's to dine at the vicarage. She's ordered out the trap, I believe." "Oh, not the governess-cart?"
Back to your sofa, Miss Mollie away with you!" So Mollie rested, with a book in her lap and her thoughts by turns far away and near home. Later on she was carefully helped into the little governess-cart, with a list of messages to be done in the village, and another list of extravagant promises from the boys of the amazing benefits she was to derive from her outing with them.
Too weak for the work no good. You want better stuff than that. An axle yonder not packed properly! . . . And look at that black pony came out of a governess-cart, I should think! . . . Hey, you man there, you don't want to hang on that pack! Men get lazy and want the pony to help them along.
The girls walked about for some little time together, and by-and-by there came the sound of wheels, and they knew that the travelers had arrived. "Come along, Irene," said Rosamund; and they went down the avenue to meet Miss Frost, who was herself driving the governess-cart. Her thin face was flushed with excitement, her eyes were bright; she looked ten years younger, and almost pretty.
If anything could have reconciled her to the sacrifice of inclination she had made in returning to Monkshaven, it would have been the warmth of the welcome extended to her on her arrival. Selwyn and Molly met her at the station, and Jane Crab, resplendent in a new cap and apron donned for the occasion, was at the gate when at last the pony brought the governess-cart to a standstill outside.
Sharley and her sisters continued all that time to be my grandmamma's pupils winter and summer, all the year round, except for some weeks of holiday at Christmas, and a rather longer time in the autumn, when the Nestors generally went to the sea-side for a change; unless the weather was terribly bad or stormy, twice a week they either walked over with a maid, or the governess-cart drawn by the fat pony made its appearance at the end of our path.
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