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She felt exactly as if George Ramsey had been looking at her with eyes of love, and she remembered that she was married, and it seemed to her that she was horribly guilty. Maria never once looked again at Jessy Ramsey, at least not fully in the eyes, during the day. The child's mouth began to assume a piteous expression.
Jessy Bettesworth always accompanied her, for she could not go any where without a guide. Jessy had now ample opportunities of gratifying her malicious curiosity; she saw, or thought she saw, that Mr. Folingsby was displeased by the reserve of Fanny's manners; and she renewed all her own coquettish efforts to engage his attention.
An ingenious idea of that kind would never have occurred to me." Jessy smiled up at him. "It was very simple," she said sweetly. "I noticed a hat and dress of hers, which she admitted she had made. The girl has some talent; I'm only sorry I can't keep her busy." "Couldn't you give her an order for a dozen hats? I'd be glad to be responsible." Jessy laughed.
Besides, now that we've arranged an armistice, it might be wiser not to put too much strain on it." "An armistice?" "I think that describes it." Carroll's manner grew significant. "The word implies a cessation of hostilities on certain terms." Jessy could take a hint, and his meaning was clear.
It was in the year 1850, as we have seen, that the Gladstones were plunged into domestic sorrow by the death of their little daughter, Catharine Jessy; and it was this same year that brought to Mr. Gladstone another grief from a very different source. This second bereavement was caused by the withdrawal of two of his oldest and most intimate friends, the Archdeacon of Chichester and Mr.
Jack, do you not perceive the rest? The Scotch beauty was Jessy Lorimer. I feared it at the first. I knew it this afternoon." "Will you call there?" "I have no power to resist it. Did you not notice how eagerly she pressed the invitation?" "Do not accept it, Petralto." He shook his head, and remained silent.
Cheviott was listening to the young lady's singing, Jessy exclaimed, "Oh! ma'am, how happy it would make you to hear such singing and music every day." "If she would come every day, when my sister is practising with the music-master, she might hear enough of it," said little Gustavus.
"Her name is Ramsey, Jessy Ramsey." Aunt Maria sniffed. "Oh!" said she. "She belongs to that Eugene Ramsey tribe." "Any relation to the Ramseys next door?" asked Maria. "About a tenth cousin, I guess," replied Aunt Maria. "There was a Eugene Ramsey did something awful years ago, before I was born, and he got into state-prison, and then when he came out he married as low as he could.
Having had no news from Nairn or Jessy, they sailed again in a day or two, bound for Comox farther along the coast, where there was a possibility of communications overtaking them; but in the meanwhile matters which concerned them were moving forward in Vancouver. It was rather early one afternoon when Jessy called on one of her friends and found her alone. Mrs.
The fire warmed them; Life and Friendship yet blessed them: but Jessy lay cold, coffined, solitary only the sod screening her from the storm." This was the first death that had occurred in the small circle of Charlotte's immediate and intimate friends since the loss of her two sisters long ago.
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