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"I am as glad as anyone of Hetty's discovery; but I do not see why it should make any difference to us." "Phyllis takes a more disinterested view of the matter than you do, Nell," said Mrs. Enderby smiling; "but then my Phyllis was always a wise little girl." Nell pouted, and Phyllis held her head high. Mrs. Enderby thought she knew the hearts of both.
It was merely the vague pain of a loving woman's sensitive heart, surprised by the sight of tender looks and tones given by her husband to another woman. It was wholly a vague pain, but it was the germ of a great one; and, falling as it did on Hetty's already morbid consciousness of her own loss of youth and beauty and attractiveness, it fell into soil where such germs ripen as in a hot-bed.
She liked to feel that this strong, keen-eyed man was in her power; but as to marrying Adam, that was a very different affair. Hetty's dreams were all of luxuries. She thought if Adam had been rich, and could have given the things of her dreams large, beautiful earrings and Nottingham lace and a carpeted parlour she loved him well enough to marry him.
However, Lucy was ready with a retort. "I suppose he was used to cottages," she said. "People generally do best with what they have been accustomed to." Hetty's ears burned with the implied taunt to herself, but she said with great dignity: "You can go now, Lucy. I don't think I have anything more to say to you."
And when the pride gets bad I will always come." Mrs. Kane promised to keep Scamp for her own, and so Hetty could see all her friends at once when she visited the cottage. Two years passed over Hetty's head, during which she had plenty of storms and struggles, with times of peace coming in between. There were days when, but for Mrs.
Hetty's look did not really mean so much as he thought: it was only the sign of a struggle between the desire for him to notice her and the dread lest she should betray the desire to others. But Hetty's face had a language that transcended her feelings.
Enderby looked admiringly at her husband. "You are right," she said; "and I will try to carry out your plan. It will add greatly to my cares, for I fear Hetty's will be a difficult nature to deal with, especially when she finds herself in so uncertain a position in our house." The next day Mrs. Enderby drove over to Amber Hill and desired Mrs. Benson to send Hetty to her in the morning-room.
He shot inside with a whir that suggested a scramble. With his wings folded, he sat on his little trapeze and cheeped. She closed and fastened the door, and then turned to Hetty. "My symbol," she said softly. There were tears in Hetty's eyes. Leslie did not turn up at his father's place in the High Street that night until Booth was safely out of the way. He spent a dismal evening at the boat club.
I would be afraid to come near it with a light dress on." "And his ears!" "Monstrous! and always burning." "And the awkwardest fellow that ever blundered into a parlor. You know the night he waited on me to Hetty's party? he stepped on my toes so that I had to poultice them before I went to bed; he tore the train all off my pink tarlatan; he spilled a cup of hot coffee down old Mrs.
Besides, this accident had brought to light a side of Hetty's character which she had hardly got a glimpse of before. The child had evinced a warmth of feeling towards herself which neither of her other two pupils had ever shown her, and this in forgetfulness of the somewhat hard demeanour with which she had been hitherto treated.
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