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"So this was the 'Caroline' who favored you with all those anonymous communications," said Clemence to her friend when they were discussing the affair together. "Yes, the very same," sighed Mrs. Hardyng. "She doubtless followed me at the instigation of Geoffrey Westbourne to spy upon my actions and report to him.
Hardyng, to whom Clemence went at once for advice. "'The plot thickens, as the story-books say. Why, child, take courage; you will be a heroine yet, and I shall be thrown completely in the shade left disconsolate and forlorn." "Don't jest," said Clemence, shuddering. "You can't think, Ulrica, how all this pains me.
It was little Ruth, who had missed her, and whose loving heart would not allow her to rest while one she loved suffered. They walked homeward together, under the starlit canopy, and Clemence thought that, whatever might come to her, there was one whose pure affection was wholly her own. "Here, child, is another letter for you!" said Mrs. Hardyng, coming in from the village the following day.
"Don't you think it might have been an accident?" willing, as usual, to believe every one but herself in the right. "No," said Mrs. Hardyng, indignantly, "it was a premeditated act, as deliberate as it was infernal. My innocent darling, God has protected you, and vanquished your enemy."
I blush to think that I have ever called you husband, when you offer this last indignity to the daughter of Wilbour Hardyng. You have already said more than enough upon this subject. We will dismiss it if you please. "'Very well, he replied, 'I will leave you to think over it at your leisure. Good-bye for the present.
"I am sure I owe her no ill will, and I can't imagine why any body should wish to injure me, for I try not to offend them, but simply wish to mind my own business, and allow others to do the same." Mrs. Hardyng laughed musically. "Why, child, that is the supreme cause of all your unpopularity. You mind your own business too much for these good people.
Hardyng should not have everything put upon her. She had trouble enough of her own. Clemence, who felt as if she did not want to presume upon the generosity of her friend, knew that the masculine Alicia would be prepared for any emergency, having both the will and the ability to help her.
Set by and I'll put on another cup and saucer. We was just talking over the new arrival in the village." "I believe half the population are similarly employed," laughed the little lady. "Every one I met stopped and spoke to me about it, and as luck would have it, as I was turning down a cross street I saw Mrs. Hardyng ahead of me and joined her at once. She told me the whole story. This Mr.
"It seems to me that a single woman cannot be as useful as one 'whom the dignity of wifehood invests as with a garment. You know there is a stigma attached to old maids that must detract from their usefulness." "Yes, I know," said Mrs. Hardyng; "and of late I am beginning to think that it is, perhaps, in some cases but too well merited.
His name's Vaughn, and he's Miss Graystone's beau. He staid and talked a long time with Mrs. Hardyng while he was waiting for the schoolmistress, who had gone away; but after a time, when she didn't come back, he was so impatient he went off trying to find her." "And you didn't see him at all?" queried Mrs. Wynn.
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