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Only think, cousin Margaret! what an odd thing it will be, to be so many weeks without saying any lessons! How we shall enjoy ourselves!" "But if Miss Young should be ill, and die!" persisted Mary. "Pooh! why should she be ill and die, more than Dr Levitt, and Ben, and our cook, and my cousins, and all that are going to stay behind?
I have wrought hard for it I have suffered for it and I have sinned for it and I will have it, or there is neither justice in heaven or in hell!" Levitt had by this time lighted a pipe, and was listening with great composure to the frantic and vindictive ravings of the old hag.
Levitt apart, to keep her to himself, as the hidden woman of passionate adventure. Hitherto their intercourse had had the charm, the unique, irreplaceable charm of things unacknowledged and clandestine. Mrs. Levitt was unique; irreplaceable. He couldn't think of any other woman who would be a suitable substitute.
They had gone now, all but Sir John and Lady Corbett. Levitt was gathering her scarf round her; in another minute she would be gone. And Corbett wouldn't go. "I say, Waddington, that's a splendid young cub of yours. See him go over the top? He'd have taken them all on. Licked 'em, too, I shouldn't wonder." Mr. Waddington resented this diversion of the stream of admiration.
"You will see, Barbara, that I am saying precisely the same thing, but saying it inoffensively, as a gentleman should." Forty-eight hours later he dictated: "'DEAR MRS. LEVITT: "'No: I have no suggestion to make except that you curtail your very considerable expenditure.
It wasn't, as it stood, a decent cottage; but if he was prepared to spend fifty pounds or so on it, it could be made habitable; and, by George, he was prepared, if it was only to teach Ballinger a lesson. For it meant that Ballinger would have to walk an extra mile up hill to his work every day. Serve him right, the impudent rascal. "Poor thing, he won't," said Mrs. Levitt, "have his nice garden."
The grey church steeple was pronounced picturesque, as it rose above the trees; and the children looked up at Dr Levitt, as if the credit of it by some means belonged to him, the rector. Sydney desired his younger sisters not to trail their hands through the water, as it retarded the passage of the boat.
"It's dated October the thirtieth or thirty-first. But it's all humbug. I've reason to believe that money was never invested at all. It's all debts. She hasn't a leg to stand on. Not a leg." "Not a stump," said Barbara. "Leave her to me." She went back to the library. Mrs. Levitt's face lifted itself in excited questioning. "One moment, Mrs. Levitt." After a slightly prolonged search in Mr.
She had her veil down, and she did not want to stop, evidently, mamma. She ." "I should wonder if she did," observed Mr Rowland from the other side of the newspaper he was reading. "If Dr and Mrs Levitt were to come in the next time you cry, Matilda, you would not want to stay in the parlour, evidently, I should think. For my part, I never show my face when I am crying."
"Eh, Frank Levitt," said this new-comer, who entered with a hop, step, and jump, which at once conveyed her from the door into the centre of the party, "were ye killing our mother? or were ye cutting the grunter's weasand that Tam brought in this morning? or have ye been reading your prayers backward, to bring up my auld acquaintance the deil amang ye?"
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