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Updated: June 15, 2025
The good-natured Molly was, however, delighted with the change, and full of wonder at Lilac's cleverness. "It's really wonderful," she said; "and what beats me is that it allus turns out the same." With this praise Lilac had to be content, and she busied herself earnestly in her own little corner with increasing pride in her work.
"Whatever do you mean, Lilac White?" was Agnetta's only reply. Her slightly disapproving voice calmed Lilac's excitement a little. "This is how it was," she continued more quietly. "You know he's lodging at the `Three Bells? and he comes an' sits at the bottom of our hill an' paints all day." "Of course I know," said Agnetta.
That reflection made the deed seem a less daring one, and Lilac's face at once showed signs of yielding, which Agnetta was not slow to observe.
Lilac looked up frightened and bewildered. Mrs Leigh's eyes were full of tears, and she could hardly speak. She took Lilac's hand in hers and held it tightly. "My poor child," she repeated. "Oh, please, ma'am," cried Lilac, "let's be quick and go to Mother. What ails her?" "Nothing ails her," said Mrs Leigh solemnly; "nothing will ever ail her any more.
"And I don't say as there isn't," finished Peter in exactly the same voice. This unexpected conclusion quite took Lilac's breath away. She stared speechlessly at her cousin, and he presently went on in a reflective tone with his eyes still fixed on the horse's ears: "It's been a wonderful lucky year, there's no denying. Hay turned out well, corn's going to be good.
By the time he had slowly stacked the chairs together, and disposed them round Lilac's box in the cart, which cost him much painful thought, there was not much room left. "Now then, missie," he said at length, "that's the lot, ain't it?" "Where am I to sit, Ben?" asked Lilac doubtfully. Ben took off his hat to scratch his head.
But I know this: If Lilac's got a drop of gratitude in her, and a bit of proper feeling, she'll think first of what she owes to her only relations living." "Well, you ought to 'a told her how useful she was if you wanted her to know it," said Mr Greenways. "You've always gone on the other tack and told her she was no good at all.
So she allowed the visits to go on, and contented herself by many a word in season and many a pointed practical lesson. The Greenways were seldom mentioned, but they were, nevertheless, very often in the minds of both mother and daughter. This morning she was thinking of a much more pleasant subject. "How was the artist gentleman getting along with Lilac's picture?
There was a look in Lilac's small white face which made it impossible to speak to her in the old patronising tone; it was as though she had been somewhere and seen something to which Agnetta was a stranger, and which could never be explained to her.
And she looked forward too, for Lilac's sake, and saw in years to come her proudest hope fulfilled her child grown to be a self-respecting useful woman, who could work for herself and need be beholden to no one. She had no higher ambition for her; but this she had set her heart on, she should not become lazy, vain, helpless, like her cousins the Greenways.
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