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Frances at last dissolved into tears and flung herself upon her sister, entreating her 'not to say such things, to believe that nobody in the world not Bessie or Margaret or anybody could ever make up to her for her own dear Jass. 'You're not selfish, she said. 'You're far more unselfish, really, than I am. For I never think of things.
'Oh, they don't think that, said Frances. 'And Jass, she went on, encouraged by her sister's softer tone, and encircling her neck fondly with her two arms as she sat, half on Jacinth's knee, half on the edge of her chair, 'I don't quite see why being sorry for the poor Harpers, and and wishing we could make Lady Myrtle feel so too, need make her leave off being kind to us too.
Thank you so much, Aunt Alison, for letting Frances go. I'll run and tell her, she will be so delighted. And so she was, delighted and grateful, so that she took in good part the little lecture Jacinth proceeded to give her in accordance with her aunt's wish. 'I am careful, I really am, Jass, she maintained. 'I don't care a bit for any of the day-scholars.
And no life could have been simpler, though from that very fact not without a certain dignity of its own, than the family life at Stannesley, which was in reality the only training these girls had ever known. 'I'm very sorry, Jass, said the younger sister, penitently. 'It was only it did seem funny that her name was Harper, when I am so fond of Bessie and Marg'
Of course Aunt Alison knows we're to be trusted, but if we were at school we should have to ask leave for every single thing we wanted to do. And think of poor little Eugene without us. 'Oh, it was only an idea, said Frances. 'I didn't really mean it seriously. But I like some of the girls very much, especially the Harpers; don't you like the Harpers exceedingly, Jass?
'To-day was the first time she asked Jacinth to go with her, but Jass was very pleased indeed, and I'm sure she'll like to be of use. Miss Scarlett smiled. She was quick of perception in some ways; she understood the little girl's loyal admiration of her sister, and again she patted her fair head.
"S'posin' Steve had a-killed Jass to keep him from killin' Rome, hev he got to be damned fer it jes the same? Hev he got to give up eternal life anyways? Hain't thar no way out'n it no way?" There was need for close distinction now and the miller was deliberate. "Ef Steve shot Jass," he said, "jes to save Rome's life he had the right to shoot him. Thar hain't no doubt 'bout that. The law says so.
Tom Stetson killed ole Jack; ole Jass killed Tom, 'n' so hit comes down, fer back as I can ricollect. I hev nuver knowed hit to fail." The lad had risen on one elbow. His face was pale and uneasy, and he averted it when the miller turned in the door. "You'd better stay hyeh, son, 'n' finish up the grist. Hit won't take long. Hev ye got victuals fer yer supper?"
'Don't you? It would be so nice, and I am sure we should be great, great friends you and Bessie and I. 'And not Jass? said Frances. 'I shouldn't like to be a boarder unless Jass was too. Then, I daresay, I wouldn't mind. 'We'd like to be friends with Jacinth too, said Margaret, 'but Bessie and I don't think she cares very much about being great friends.
'Jacinth, Jass! she exclaimed, and almost before the elder girl had time to say to herself, 'I do hope nothing has gone wrong, her sister's bright face reassured her.
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