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"Will you kindly read that passage over again?" Milray asked as Clementina paused at the end of a certain paragraph. She read it, while he listened attentively. "Could you tell me just what you understand by that?" he pursued, as if he really expected Clementina to instruct him. She hesitated a moment before she answered, "I don't believe I undastand anything at all."
He would not allow the waitresses to be disturbed in their evening leisure, or kept from their sleep by such belated pleasures; and when he had provided the materials for the rarebit, he stood aloof, and left their combination to Mrs. Milray and her chafing-dish.
Atwell held that the help who had seen the girl trying them on had clubbed together and got them for her at the time; and had now given them to her for the honor she had done the Middlemount House in the parade. Mrs. Milray argued that the spring and summer months had secretly dispatched some fall and winter month to ransack the stores at Middlemount Centre for them.
Milray was not so much in love with her that it made her jealous. "Mr. Milray has to have his breakfast in his room," she explained to Clementina. "He's not been so well, since he lost his mother. Yes," she said, with decorous solemnity, "I'm still in mourning for her," and Clementina saw that she was in a tempered black. "She died last year, and now I'm taking Mr.
Lander how the girls at their hotel had left her out, but Miss Milray could not see that Clementina met them with rancor, when her authority brought them together. If the child was humiliated by her past in the gross lonely luxury of Mrs. Lander's life or the unconscious poverty of her own home, she did not show it in the presence of the world that now opened its arms to her.
Milray thought you done wrong she come and said so; and you can't forgive her." Clementina did not answer. She had mastered the art of reticence in her relations with Mrs. Lander, and even when Miss Milray tempted her one day to give way, she still had strength to resist. But she could not deny that Mrs.
"She couldn't get along without me. I guess I can stand it till we go home; she says she is going home in the fall." Miss Milray sat looking at the girl a moment. "Shall you be glad to go home?" "Oh yes, indeed!" "To that place in the woods?" "Why, yes! What makes you ask?" "Nothing. But Clementina, sometimes I think you don't quite understand yourself.
"If you do," said Clementina, "I shall not take it!" "And what shall I say to Mr. Milray?" "What you have just said to me." "What have I said to you?" "That I'm a bold girl, and that I've tried to make men admi'a me." Mrs. Milray stopped as if suddenly daunted by a fact that had not occurred to her before. "Did I say that?" "The same as that."
"You just go down and see her about it." The next day Mrs. Milray was able to take leave of her husband, in setting off to matronize a coaching party, with an exuberance of good conscience that she shared with the spectators. She kissed him with lively affection, and charged him not to let the child read herself to death for him. She captioned Clementina that Mr.
Then she said, "I declare, I've got half a mind to make you send that letta to Miss Milray, after all. What difference if Mrs. Milray did act so ugly to you? He never did, and she's his sista." "Oh, I don't want to send it, Mrs. Landa; you mustn't ask me to. I shall get along," said Clementina.
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