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He was excessively rude. He said: 'Tell Mrs. MacEdwin to mind her own business and set her the example yourself." Mrs. Linley returned her mother's look of amazement, without her mother's eye for dramatic effect. "What has Mrs. MacEdwin to do with it?" she asked. "If you will only let me speak, Catherine, I shall be happy to explain myself. You saw Mrs. MacEdwin talking to me at the party.
The tone in which he spoke warned her to persist in leaving him while her resolution remained firm. "I had arranged with Mrs. MacEdwin," she began, "if all went well " "Speak of yourself," he interposed. "Tell me if you are happy." She let this pass without a reply. "The doctor sees no harm," she went on, "in my being away for a few hours. Mrs.
The one neglected person whom he never even looked at again, was the poor girl to whom his approval was the breath of her life. Had she ever felt so unhappy as she felt now? No, not even at her aunt's school! Friendly Mrs. MacEdwin touched her arm. "My dear, you are losing your pretty color. Are you overcome by the heat? Shall I take you into the next room?"
She has just been telling me that our friend Mrs. MacEdwin has taken a fancy to Miss Westerfield, and would be only too glad to deprive us of our pretty governess." "Did Mrs. Presty say that in Miss Westerfield's presence?" "No. Soon after you and Catherine left the room, Miss Westerfield left it too. I daresay I am wrong, for I haven't had time to think of it; but Mrs.
More than an hour must elapse before Sydney Westerfield could be brought back to Mount Morven; the bare thought of what might happen in that interval, if she was absent, filled the mother with horror. She wrote to Mrs. MacEdwin, and sent her maid with the letter. Of the result of this proceeding it was not possible to entertain a doubt.
MacEdwin has offered to send me here in the evening, so that I can sleep in Kitty's room." "You don't look well, Sydney. You are pale and worn you are not happy." She began to tremble. For the second time, she turned away to take up her cloak. For the second time, he stopped her. "Not just yet," he said. "You don't know how it distresses me to see you so sadly changed.
"I promise." She went back to the writing-table. "My heart is easier," she said, simply. "I can be merciful to her now." After writing a few lines, she rose and handed the paper to him. He looked up from it in surprise. "Addressed to Mrs. MacEdwin!" he said. "Addressed," she answered, "to the only person I know who feels a true interest in Miss Westerfield. Have you not heard of it?"
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