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"Nonsense," Prudence said rather crossly; "there can't be a secret way down." "Well, find out for yourself," Grizzel retorted, her face taking on an obstinate expression. "But how did you?" Mollie asked, with an ingratiating smile. Grizzel shook her rebellious little red curls. "It's my secret," she repeated; "I won't tell." "When did you find out that the ladder was gone?"
Lady Grizzel was won by her humility and was mollified towards the little woman. She deplored the fatal levelling tendencies of the age, which admitted persons of all classes into the society of their superiors, but her ladyship owned that this one at least was well behaved and never forgot her place in life. She was a very good woman: good to the poor; stupid, blameless, unsuspicious.
But Griselda lay still, gazing at the fire, quite unconscious of her aunt's surprise. "Your papa told you all these old stories, I suppose, my dear," said Miss Grizzel at last. "Oh no," said Griselda dreamily. "Papa never told me anything like that. Dorcas told me a very little, I think; at least, she made me want to know, and I asked the cuckoo, and then, you see, he showed me it all.
'Well, well! she said to herself, 'then I can't be his Grizzel, and stole away; and right glad the man was, I can tell you. So, when she had walked a bit she came to a great wood, where she met two thieves. 'The very men for my money, thought Grizzel, 'since I am the Deil, thieves are just fit fellows for me. But the thieves were not of the same mind, not they.
I'm so sorry, for Aunt Grizzel will be vexed, and I did so want to please her. Will your nurse be vexed, Phil?" "I don't care if she are," replied Phil valiantly. "You shouldn't say that, Phil. You know we shouldn't have stayed so long playing." "Nebber mind," said Phil. "If it was mother I would mind. Mother's so good, you don't know.
"So will you please tell Aunt Grizzel that I'm very sorry about last night, and I'll do just as she likes about staying in my room or anything. But, if she would let me, I'd far rather go down and do my lessons as usual for Mr. Kneebreeches. I won't ask to go out in the garden; but I would like to please Aunt Grizzel by doing my lessons very well." Dorcas was both delighted and astonished.
"I knew a little girl once," pursued Miss Grizzel, "who was quite of opinion the cuckoo was alive, and nothing would have persuaded her it was not. Finish your breakfast, my dear, and then if you like you shall come with me and see the cuckoo for yourself." "Thank you, Aunt Grizzel," said Griselda, going on with her bread and milk.
It was so pretty." Miss Grizzel glanced at her sister. "Tabitha, my dear," she said in a low voice, "do you hear?" And Miss Tabitha, who really was not very deaf when she set herself to hear, nodded in awestruck silence. "Tabitha," continued Miss Grizzel in the same tone, "it is wonderful! "Strangely like Sybilla," echoed Miss Tabitha.
But though we may have, and did have, fires all through the dog-days, there is no shutting out daylight; and sixteen hours of rain, pattering against the windows and dripping from the eaves sixteen hours of rain, not merely audible, but visible for seven days in the week would be enough to exhaust the patience of Job or Grizzel; especially if Job were a farmer, and Grizzel a country gentlewoman.
She tasted it, and thought it was too sweet; and when she tasted it again, it seemed too strong of cinnamon; and the third taste seemed too strong of everything. She laid down her spoon, and looked about her discontentedly. "What is the matter, my dear?" said Miss Grizzel. "Is the jelly not to your liking?" "I don't know," said Griselda shortly.
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