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'Yes, it certainly led her to be very unjust, as she acknowledged this morning, said Anne, 'and rather unkind to Helen. But then it was no wonder that she was mad with the Hazlebys. Anne then told the history of poor Dora's trouble, and was quite satisfied with her mother's displeasure at Mrs. Hazleby, and her admiration of little Dora. 'And what do you think of Helen? asked she presently.
'She seemed to enjoy it, and enter into it as much as any of us, said Helen. 'Ah! well, some people's children are vastly clever, said Mrs. Hazleby. 'Do you know where Fido is, Miss Helen? if one may ask you such a question. Helen replied very courteously, by an offer to go and look for him.
Hazleby only said, 'Hm, but the other lady paid more attention to the little girl, who was very little troubled with shyness, and soon was very happy throwing the balls to the girls, and at the same time chattering to Mrs.
Hazleby was silent for a few moments, when, as they came in sight of what was passing at the top of the hill, she saw a gentleman hasten across the church-yard, and asked who he was. 'Mr. Somerville, the new curate, was the answer. 'What! another curate? I thought Mr. Walker might have been enough! exclaimed Mrs. Hazleby. 'Papa did not think so, said Elizabeth drily.
Hazleby and her eldest daughter continued for some time to expatiate upon the beauty and good qualities of Fido, as well as those of all his kith and kin. He was not, however, very cordially welcomed by anyone at the Vicarage; for Mr.
'Have you not heard of the circumstance to which I allude? said Rupert; 'for if you are not already aware of it, I must beg to be excused from relating it; I could not bear to give so great a shock to a lady's feelings. 'Oh! you mean about Fido, said Mrs. Hazleby, almost smiling; 'yes, Lucy told me that you had found him. Really, my girls are so careless, I can trust nothing to them.
'But Aunt Hazleby will say that I made Fido bite Winifred, Mamma, said Edward; 'and I did not, he did it of himself. 'Never mind now, my love, pray be quiet, my dear boy, said Mrs. Woodbourne imploringly; and Edward, who was really a very tractable boy, walked off to his sister Katherine. Mrs. Dale then seized upon Mrs.
I declare I have no patience with her or Harriet, or that ugly little wretch of a dog! In the mean time, Katherine and Helen were visiting their guests, Harriet and Lucy Hazleby, whom, contrary to Elizabeth's arrangement, Mrs. Woodbourne had lodged in the room where her own two little girls usually slept.
Hazleby reproachfully to Edward; who answered in a loud voice, 'I am sure I did not make him do it. Elizabeth knelt down by Mrs. Woodbourne, and began to unroll the handkerchief in which Winifred had wound up her hand; but she was prevented by a fresh scream from the patient. 'Oh! my dear, never mind, do not cry; come, be a brave woman, said poor Mrs. Woodbourne, her voice quivering with alarm.
'I have seen something of the kind about her before, said Lady Merton, 'but not enough to be unpleasant. 'No, Mamma, because you do not talk as Miss Hazleby did yesterday, said Anne, smiling.
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