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"Can you tell me where that home is?" inquired Hadassah with eagerness. "Wait let me think," mumbled Hephzibah. Hadassah thrust a coin into the hand of seller of fruit. Hephzibah turned it round and round, looking at it as if she thought that the examination of the money would help her in giving her answer.
But that evening a bottle of vintage champagne was produced by our obsequious table steward. "With Mr. 'Eathcroft's compliments, sir, thank you, sir," announced the latter. Hephzibah looked at the gilt-topped bottle. "WHAT in the world will we do with it, Hosy?" she demanded. "Why, drink it, I suppose," I answered. "It is the only thing we can do. We can't send it back."
"Do you know how to read, Hephzibah?" The child first shook her shaggy head then nodded it. What that meant, Daisy was somewhat at a loss. "Do you know your letters?" Hephzibah nodded. "What is that letter?" Daisy had not forgotten to bring a reading book, and now put Hephzibah through the alphabet, which she seemed to know perfectly, calling each letter by its right name.
Daisy was extremely confounded. The thread of her discourse was so thoroughly broken indeed, that she could not directly begin it again; and in the minute of waiting she saw how low the sun was. She dismissed Hephzibah. telling her to be at the Belvidere the same hour next Sunday.
Lamb for taking away your nuts?" "Just as lieves." "Then, how do you think he would feel about your taking his nuts?" "I don't care!" "But, Hephzibah, listen. Do you know what the Bible says? It says, that we must do to other people just what we would like to have them do to us in the same things." "Then he oughtn't to have sot such a price on his meat," said Hephzibah.
I did not ask her what he should blame us for her, poor soul! for having been unable to keep me with her, free; me for having submitted to the mutilation of my own life. Would papa blame us for this? Kind, awkward, abrupt papa! Hephzibah glanced round the room. It is the first time she had been in my boudoir since it was finished. "Why won't you have up some of your things?" she said, at last.
We returned to the hotel at twelve-thirty, my pocket-book loaded with tickets and letters of credit and unfamiliar white paper notes bearing the name of the Bank of England. Hephzibah was still in the rocking chair. I am sure she had not left it. We lunched in the hotel dining-room. Campbell ordered the luncheon and paid for it while Hephzibah exclaimed at his extravagance.
Hephzibah may therefore be translated as "a guarded one," thus recalling the New Testament description of those who are "guarded into salvation." It is precisely this conception of being guarded by a superior power that distinguishes the worship of Ishi from that of Baali.
Child o' my flesh, are ye? Out of my house, you drab, or maybe I'll be doing you a harm. I'll teach the like o' you to be stoppin' out o' nights an' then to come back wi'out a word of explainin'. I'll teach you." "Give the child a hearing, Hephzibah," said Sarah, in her soft even tones, as there came a lull in the angry mother's tirade.
"Well," broke in Hephzibah, with decision, "I'm a Methodist, myself, and I don't expect to go to perdition." Judson's guns were spiked. He turned redder than ever and changed the subject to the weather. The remainder of the conversation was confined for the most part to Frances and the curate. They discussed the village and the people in it and the church and its activities.
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