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The speaker cast a quick glance at the girl beside him. She had caught her lip between her teeth. Jewel's soft voice sounded in his ears. "Cousin Eloise feels sorry because she isn't your real relation." An inkling of what the girl might suffer came to him. "Your mother and you have a claim upon me," he went on.
Jewel's father paused. She had listened attentively. Now she turned to her grandfather. "Is that the way you think the story went, grandpa?" Mr. Evringham nodded. "I think it did," he replied. "Then go on, please, father, because I like a lot of happiness in my stories, and I want that man to hurry up and know that that error is cheating him."
The housekeeper, hurrying forward, seized the vase from its precarious position and placed it in the centre of the board. "I didn't tell you you might come downstairs," she said, as she buttoned the middle button of Jewel's dress. The little girl looked up in innocent surprise. "You said I might dress me, so why should anybody have to bring up my dinner?" she asked. Mrs.
His duties as a family man had always been perfunctory. He was tingling now from the surprise of Jewel's action, the feeling of the little gingham clad arms about his neck, the touch of the rose-leaf skin as she swept his cheek and ear in her emphatic half-whisper.
She isn't afraid of discord any more." "Now we'll study the lesson, darling. Think of having all the time we want for it!" After they had finished, Mrs. Evringham leaned back in the big chair and patted Jewel's knee. Opening the bag at her side she took out a small box and gave it to the child, who opened it eagerly. A bright little garnet ring reposed on the white velvet.
Then, as we turned to put on our coats, I asked with suitable precautions: "Do you suppose that he has the same secret suspicions as ourselves, and that it is to hide these he insists upon the jewel's having been taken away from him at a point the ladies are known not to have approached?" Young Ashley looked more startled than pleased.
"With my compliments, madam." Julia flushed prettily as she unwrapped the box. "Oh, Huyler's!" she exclaimed. "How delicious. Thank you so much, father." Jewel's eyes were big with admiration. "That's just the kind Dr. Ballard used to give cousin Eloise," she said, sighing. "Sometime I'll be grown up!" Mr. Evringham lifted her into his arms with a quick movement.
I've known it was going to do it, and I've been just bound I'd see it; and I've watched and watched, but I never could see when the leaves spread, no matter how much I tried, and yet it would get to be a rose, somehow. Perhaps some day somebody'll say to you, 'Why, Jewel's a grown up lady, isn't she? and you'll say, 'Is she, really? Why, I hadn't noticed it."
The thrushes stopped, for Jewel's childish voice floated out on the evening air. Mr. Evringham knew what had happened. He knew that Zeke had asked her to sing. They two were sitting on the ground, while the pony cropped away at the sweet grass. "From tired joy and grief afar, And nearer Thee, Father, where Thine own children are I love to be!" The broker listened for a minute.
It contained a woman's finger-ring, set all the way round with small diamonds, and from its appearance had evidently been recently purchased. Boldwood's eyes dwelt upon its many sparkles a long time, though that its material aspect concerned him little was plain from his manner and mien, which were those of a mind following out the presumed thread of that jewel's future history.
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