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I remembered the honest Bailie's parting charge, but did not conceive there was any incivility in adding a kiss to the half-crown with which I remunerated Mattie's attendance; nor did her "Fie for shame, sir!" express any very deadly resentment of the affront. Repeated knocking at Mrs.
Jarvie dwelt, when a loud hallooing and breathless call of "Stop, stop!" was heard behind us. We stopped accordingly, and were overtaken by Mr. Jarvie's two lads, who bore two parting tokens of Mattie's care for her master. The first was conveyed in the form of a voluminous silk handkerchief, like the mainsail of one of his own West-Indiamen, which Mrs.
Mattie particularly desired he would put about his neck, and which, thus entreated, he added to his other integuments. "Pooh! pooh! silly hussy," answered Mr. Jarvie; but added, turning to me, "it shows a kind heart though it shows a kind heart in sae young a quean Mattie's a carefu' lass." So speaking, he pricked the sides of his palfrey, and we left the town without farther interruption.
Then he caught Mattie's hand and drew her after him toward the sled. She seated herself obediently and he took his place behind her, so close that her hair brushed his face. "All right, Matt?" he called out, as if the width of the road had been between them. She turned her head to say: "It's dreadfully dark. Are you sure you can see?"
The unexpected meeting between Romer and Gusher threw a shadow over the entertainment, so far as it affected the latter. Here he had been for weeks sounding the trumpet of Mrs. Chapman's ball, and looking forward to it as the means of making a temple of triumph of himself, and captivating no end of female hearts, Mattie's included; but how sadly he was disappointed.
We had quite a nice time, although I understood why Dan objected to them when they patted us all on the head and told us whom we resembled and gave us peppermint lozenges. We left Cousin Mattie's early, for it still looked like a storm, though no more so than it had in the morning.
"It's kind of mean to tell stories like that about people who are dead," said Felicity. "Sometimes it's safer than when they're alive though, sweetheart," commented Dan. We had our expected good dinner at Cousin Mattie's may it be counted unto her for righteousness. She and her sisters-in-law, Miss Louisa Jane and Miss Caroline, were very kind to us.
'Aunt Mattie's coming to fetch me herself, said Rosamond, 'and now the evenings are rather cold and get so soon dark, she is sure to come in a close carriage, so mightn't we have tea a little later, Miss Ward, so as to be able to stay out as long as it's light? She looked up coaxingly in Miss Ward's face. 'I don't think it would do to change the hour, the governess replied.
'Only what? asked his aunt, delighted to get him to speak out to her in the old way. 'I I didn't mind so much when when you were here and I could tell you things, said Pat. 'I've nobody now nobody who cares. O auntie, I do so wish you hadn't gone and got married. Aunt Mattie's face had grown very kind and gentle.
I wish there was a big dog, like Old Lion, there. Wouldn't he make her fly?" "But it's only a picture. If there was a dog there, he couldn't bark nor spring at the cat." "Why didn't the man who made the picture put in a dog somewhere, so that we could see him, and know the rabbits were safe?" "Maybe he didn't think of it," said Mattie's mother. "I wish he had."
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