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He had a heart after all, and it was touched now by the deep emotion that flushed Miss Lucinda's face, and made her tremble so violently, but presently he spoke. "Do not!" said he. "I am wrong. I presume. Forgive the stranger!" "Oh, dear!" said poor Lucinda again, "oh, you know it isn't that! but how can you like me?"
We can slip down-stairs no one will hear us, and " "Carita! You don't know what you are talking about. It's twenty minutes after twelve this instant. Don't you ever think you could get out of this house without Aunt Lucinda's knowing it. She sleeps with one eye open. No that won't do. Can't you think of something else?" "Yes " Carita answered after a moment. "You write the note.
He could not understand fully her devotion to her pets, but he respected it, and aided it whenever he could, though he never surmised the motive that adorned Miss Lucinda's table with such delicate superabundance after the late departure, and laid bundles of lavender-flowers in his tiny portmanteau till the very leather seemed to gather fragrance.
She missed her dancing-lesson next day, and when Monsieur Leclerc came in the evening he found a shade on her happy face. "Oh, dear!" said she, as he entered. "Oh, dear!" was Lucinda's favorite aspiration. Had she thought of it as an Anglicizing of "O Dieu!" perhaps she would have dropped it; but this time she went on headlong, with a valorous despair, "I have thought of something!
May says she'll fix your hair, and you can wear her French-heel Oxfords again. They pitch you over? Oh, nonsense! you just tripped along the other day like a nice little jay-bird. Hurry, hurry!" Even Miss Lucinda's week of strenuous living had not prepared her for what followed. First, there was a short trip on the train, during which she conscientiously studied a map.
Davidson to use his servants and his table in this way in his absence. Besides " "Besides, I recalled that your Aunt Lucinda's neuralgia is always benefited by a glass or so of ninety-three at about ten thirty of the evening. John!" "Lessah!" "Go to the left-hand locker in B; and bring me a bottle of the ninety-three.
It is rather unfortunate for such a position as Lucinda's, that, as Deacon Stowell one day remarked to her father, "Natur' will be Natur' as much on Drift Hill as down to Bosting"; and when she began to feel that "strong necessity of loving" that sooner or later assails every woman's heart, there was nothing for it to overflow on, when her father had taken his share.
"Have it swearing if you want to," said Sylvia. "I know I'm glad that Albion Bennet has gone back to Lucinda's. Everybody knows how mortal scared he is of his own shadow, and if he's got grit enough to go back there it's enough to about satisfy folks that there wasn't anything in the story." "Well, it's 'good riddance, bad rubbish, as far as I'm concerned," said Mrs. Jim Jones.
The few days which remained of the week after our return were busy ones; school was to open on the following Monday and there were many matters requiring attention. Somehow or other it came to Aunt Lucinda's ears that the good Deacon's wife thought they had better give their money to the cause of, "Foreign Missions" than spend it in so needless a manner.
Crane's own widowed sister, for whom the patriotic contractor had so generously provided with a home, and one dollar fifty per week. Tears were falling upon the work before her, but she brushed them away quietly as a shrill voice beside her cried, "Blubbering again, Jane Phelps, and Lucinda's new pearl-colored silk, that I paid five dollars a yard for, in your lap.
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