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The voices grew more distinct, and then on the white surface of the fog there appeared two trunkless heads, from which bodies and a horse and cart gradually extended as the approaching pair rose towards the house. When they had entered Jim pressed Margery's hand and conducted her up to his rooms, her father waiting below to say a few words to the senior lime-burner.
I see nothing now, I want nothing but Christ, and to be with Him in the glory. Alice, how fareth the child? I dared not to ask afore, since I came into this place, but I can now." "I trow he fareth well, good mistress, but of a long season I have not seen him. My Lord hath sent him unto the care of Dame Lovell." Margery's eyes, rather than her voice, expressed her pleasure at this news.
The next week the children went off far more heavily laden than they had been when they made their first venture. Bella had added a few bunches of herbs to her large supply of flowers, and a bunch or two from Margery's garden, and she had to carry both her baskets herself, for Tom's vegetables proved load enough for him.
Stair; the more as you must have known that Mistress Margery's faith was plighted to Richard Jennifer long before all this came to pass." "Did I know it?" he shrilled. "That lang-legged jackanapes of a Dickie Jennifer? Light o' love jade that she is, she never cared the snap of a finger for him." "You are talking far enough beside the mark now," I retorted.
"We shall need another mount, and Mistress Margery's saddle," I said. "Lie you close here whilst I play the horse-thief on these reavers." But my dear lad was rash only for himself. "Now who is daft?" he retorted. "The Catawba himself could never run that gantlet and come through alive." "Mayhap," I admitted. "But yet "
You give it a look as you go by. I think it is wonderful." "Oh, it is, isn't it? I think it's lovely. I am so glad I gave it to you. Are you glad, daddy?" "Glad, I should think I am, and no mistake! Never was gladder of anything in my life," said her father heartily. Margery's face was radiant with joy. "What are you going to plant in your garden now, daddy?" "Cabbages."
Thus, under these circumstances, his love for Margery, his love for furmety, and his utter ignorance, combined to dispose him to let her off easily. Sir Geoffrey took the book from his chaplain with a sort of growl, and threw it into Margery's lap. "There! take it, damsel!" said he. "I account it Andrew's business to take care of thy soul, and he saith it will not hurt thee.
And you were right yestereve, and peace shall indeed reign on earth, and above all betwixt you and me, everywhere and at all times till the E N D." The children entreat me to write more of Margery's unfinished tale. Howbeit I am nigh upon eighty years of age, and how may I hope to win favor in the exercise of an act to which I am unskilled save in matters of business?
"I thought so," commented Elviry. "How much was the goods a yard six cents? I thought so. Hum Margery's every day shirtwaists were none of them less than thirty-nine cents a yard, in New York. But of course that's beyond you. I don't suppose your father's had a raise, yet. He ain't that kind. Does he pay Levine any rent for that cottage?" "Of course, every month!" exclaimed Lydia, indignantly.
But first give me a kiss from those sweet lips, my dear, to assure me you don't quite dislike me, you know." As he spoke he flung his arm about the girl's slender waist, and it was then that Margery's piercing scream rang out so loudly upon her father's ears, fairly electrifying him as he stood with his hand upon the knob of the door of the private office.
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