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"Then the day may come," said Rosamund; "there is no saying." Just then Ivy's pretty voice was heard calling Miss Carter. "She is my second youngest pupil, and such a darling child!" said Miss Carter, her eyes brightening. "Yes, dear," she continued as Ivy danced up to her; "what is it?" "We want a game of Puss-in-the-corner, and the silliest and youngest among us are going to play."
Fixin' to catch the croup and have me up with you all night, like I was last week." "Sure 'n I might find a worse place than Mrs. Ivy's," continued Norah. "A bit of blarney, and frish flowers every day in front of her photygraph, and things right for Mr. Gerald, is all she wants. The last place I worked, Mrs.
Thanks to Mark's intervention the business was explained without scandal; nobody doubted that the squire of Rushbrooke Grange died a martyr to his dislike of ivy's encroaching upon ancient images. Esther's stormy soul took refuge in a convent, and there it seemed at peace. The encounter between Esther and Will Starling had the effect of strengthening Mark's intention to be celibate.
I am therefore obliged to say, that Ivy's departure in pursuit of knowledge was entirely unknown to her respected and beloved parents. But you must remember that she was an only child, and a spoiled child, spoiled as only stern New England Puritan parents, somewhat advanced in years, can spoil their children. I do not defend Ivy.
"Sure enough! Why can't we? There a'n't nobody besides you and me, I suppose, that thinks she's pairk. What's John Herricks and Dan Norris hangin' round for all the time?" "And they may hang round till the cows come home! Nary hair of Ivy's head shall they touch, nary one on em!" Just at this juncture of affairs, the damsel in question bounded into the room.
The turning to the right, which was his way to his hotel, was only a very few steps farther. So many days in the hotel at so many dollars a day. To count the days he used his fingers: plunging one hand into his pocket, he jingled a few silver coins. All right for three days more; and then, unless something turned up, he must break into the five hundred Ivy's money invested in her father.
Here in September great masses of the plant are already showing a greenish cream-colour of the opening blossoms, which will be at their perfection in October. Then, when the sun shines, there will be no lingering red admiral, nor blue fly or fly of any colour, nor yellow wasp, nor any honey-eating or late honey-gathering insect that will not be here to feed on the ivy's sweetness.
The clothes were lying on the bed where she had put them. As she gathered them in her arms the thimble rolled out, and a spool of thread with a needle sticking in it fell to the floor. She shook out Ivy's little blue dress, and began turning it around to find the seam that was ripped. It was drawn together with queer straggling stitches that only the most awkward of fingers could have made.
Ivy's acquaintance by letter, and should certainly look with much interest for his productions in the future. There must have been something juvenile or timid in her own epistle, as one ostensibly coming from a man, she declared to herself; for Trewe quite adopted the tone of an elder and superior in this reply.
Captain Whalley did not move. True! Ivy's money! Gone in this wreck. Again he had a flash of insight. He was indeed at the end of his tether. Urgent voices cried out together alongside. Massy did not seem able to tear himself away from the bridge. He chattered and hissed despairingly "Give it up to me! Give it up!" "No," said Captain Whalley; "I could not give it up. You had better go.
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