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She had a wild dread of this going out to tea, meeting more strangers, and seeing her mother act out a further lie; but she could not help being a young girl, and arranging those little locks on her forehead for Francis Arms to see. When she and her mother stepped out of the door, a strong wind came in their faces. "Wait a minute," said Mrs. Field. She went back into the house and got Lois's sack.
He took Lois's hand. 'Let me hold it. It does me good, said he. 'Ah, Lois, when I am by you I forget all my troubles will the day never come when you will listen to the voice that speaks to me continually? 'I never hear it, Cousin Manasseh, she said, softly; 'but do not think of the voices. Tell me of the land you hope to enclose from the forest what manner of trees grow on it?
Here, to his dismay, he saw the color come and go on Lois's sad little face, and her lip tremble, and her eyes fill, and then, dropping her roses, she began to cry heartily. "Oh, Lois!" he exclaimed, aghast, and was at her side in a moment. But she turned away, and, throwing her arm about an old locust-tree in the path, laid her cheek against the rough bark, and hid her eyes.
Gifford's sense of humor padded a good many of the sharp points of life; he had to look less doleful when he saw that the lawyer had chosen Lois's seat, and even her attitude; his little shriveled hands were clasped upon his knees, and he was bending forward, looking at the young man as he talked.
I always thought that when they grew old enough, dear Giff and Helen would care for one another; and so I don't wonder that he has been feeling some disappointment since he came home, though I had written him she was engaged Much too young she was, too, in my judgment." Lois's astonishment was so great that she dropped her mop, and Miss Deborah looked at her reprovingly over her glasses.
She even hunted up the letters he had written her as a boy. It is probable that Lois's failure to write did more to raise her in Keith's estimation and fix her image in his mind than anything else she could have done. Keith knew that something untoward had taken place, but what it was he could not conceive.
Instead, Lois's memory was filled with grateful thoughts of how much that might have been left undone, by a less conscientious person, her aunt had done for her, and she half stretched out her arms as to a friend in that desolate place, while she answered: 'Oh no, no you were very good! very kind! But Grace stood immovable. 'I did you no harm, although I never rightly knew why you came to us.
Dale was too impatient to play whist from choice, but she enjoyed the consciousness of doing a favor. Lois's only occupation was to be useful. Ashurst was strangely behind the times in thinking that it was a privilege, as it ought to be a pleasure, for young people to wait upon their elders and betters. True, Mr.
That evil child cried out perpetually that Lois had cast a devilish spell upon her, and bade them keep the witch away from her; and, indeed, Prudence was strangely convulsed when once or twice Lois's perplexed and wistful eyes were turned in her direction.
There were no morbid shadows in this Lois's life, she saw. Her pains and pleasures were intensely real, like those of her class. If there were latent powers in her distorted brain, smothered by hereditary vice of blood, or foul air and life, she knew nothing of it.
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