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Updated: June 15, 2025
That was the pitfall from which she would strain every muscle to hold Lilac back. There were moments when she trembled for the bad influence of example at Orchards Farm. She knew Lilac's yielding affectionate nature and her great admiration for her cousins, and kept a watchful eye for the first unsatisfactory signs. But there were none.
"Well, I don't blame you, but you might 'a said so to an old friend like me." The only person at the farm who was sincerely indifferent to Lilac's choice was Bella. "It won't make any matter to me whether you're here or there," she said candidly; "but there's no doubt it'll make a difference to Ma. There's some as would call it demeaning to go out to service, but I don't look at it like that.
It was very steep; the smooth turf was slippery. There was not even a shrub or anything to cling to, and a slip would certainly end in an awkward tumble. At another time she would have turned from it with horror, but she looked at Lilac's upturned anxious face and was touched with pity.
I don't want you to stay, but I've had it in my mind to tell you that I shall miss you as well as the beasts above a bit. That's all." Sober now seemed to think he must add something to his master's speech, for he raised one paw, placed it on Lilac's knee, and gazed with a sort of solemn entreaty into her face.
Lilac's white face and the faded colour of her dress matched the blossoms and leaves of the cherry trees in their delicacy, while about the red-cheeked Agnetta there was something firm and positive, which suggested the fruit which would come later. "I came " gasped Lilac at last, "I ran I thought I must tell you "
His face and the tips of his large ears got very red as he saw Lilac's confusion, and he went a step lower down the ladder, but his eyes were still above the level of the floor. "Well," said Agnetta, still giggling, "we'll hear what Peter thinks of it. Don't she look a deal better with her hair cut so, Peter?"
You must go with me at once. She is ill." Self-reproach darted through Lilac's heart. Why had she put off going home? But she must do the best she could now, and she said at once: "Hadn't I best send someone for the doctor first, ma'am?" "He is there," answered Mrs Leigh. "He was sent for some time ago; Daniel Wishing went."
"You're a neat-fingered little thing; I don't know what we shall do without you." It was a small piece of praise, but coming from Bella it sounded great. Lilac's affairs, her probable departure from the farm and how she would be much missed there, were much talked of in the village just now.
What does the doctor say?" Looking round in astonishment, Mrs. Petty saw a young lady leaning out of a window on her right. "We can't tell at present," she said, with a certain reserve he is going on satisfactory. "It's not hydrophobia, is it?" asked the young lady. "You know he fell out of the window? "What!" ejaculated Mrs. Petty. "Where the lilac's broken.
Without another word or a glance at Lilac he rolled away through the orchard with the dog at his heels, his great shoulders plunging along through the trees, and Lilac's gay bunch of flowers swinging in one hand. He had quite forgotten to give it to her. She looked after him in surprise, with the tears still in her eyes. Then a smile came. "He's a funny one surely," she said to herself.
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