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Milray had not at once called out to her, "I know all about it; and I'll tell you what, Clementina, I'm going to take you over with me and marry you to an English Duke. Mrs. Lander and I have been planning it all out, and I'm going to send down to the steamer office, and engage your passage. It's all settled!" When she was gone, Mrs.
Sometimes when Miss Milray had almost decided that her passivity was the calm of a savage, she betrayed so sweet and grateful a sense of all that was done for her, that her benefactress decided that, she was not rustic, but was sylvan in a way of her own, and not so much ignorant as innocent.
"Oh, yes, I've got to go," Clementina assented, with a note of relief which mystified Mrs. Atwell. "You tied readin' to Mr. Milray?" "Oh, no'm-no, I mean. But I guess I betta go home. I guess I've been away long enough." "Well, you're a good gul, Clem. I presume your motha's got a right to have you home if she wants you."
The young people on the coach joined in response to the children, some simply, some ironically, and one of the men caught up a great wreath of flowers which lay at Clementina's feet, and flung it down to them; the shabby woman quickly vanished round the corner of the house again. Mrs. Milray leaned over to ask the landlord, "Who in the world are Clementina's friends?"
There seemed nothing more that Miss Milray could prompt her to say, but it was not quite with surprise that she heard Clementina continue, as if it were part of the explanation, and followed from the fact she had stated, "He wants me to marry him." Miss Milray tried to emulate her calm in asking, "And shall you?" "I don't know. I told him I would see; he only asked me last night.
But I wasn't bohn to it, and it would be a great deal of trouble a great deal moa than if I had been bohn to it. I think it would be too much trouble. I would rather give it up and go home, when Mrs. Landa wants to go back." Miss Milray did not speak for a time. "I know that you are serious, Clementina; and you're wise always, and good " "It isn't that, exactly," said Clementina.
Your little Russian was here, and went away early and very bitterly because you didn't come. He seemed to think there was nobody, and said so, in everything but words." "Oh!" said Clementina. "Don't you think he's very nice, Miss Milray?" "He's very mystical, or else so very simple that he seems so. I hope you can make him out." Don't you think he's very much in ea'nest?
I should like to give you a letter to her." "Oh, thank you!" said Clementina. Milray smiled at her spare acknowledgment, but inquired gravely: "What do you expect to do in Florence?" "Why, I presume, whateva Mrs. Landa wants to do." "Do you think Mrs. Lander will want to go into society?" This question had not occurred to Clementina. "I don't believe she will," she said, thoughtfully.
She introduced some of them to Clementina, but at such times as she had them in charge; and for the most part she left her to Milray. Once, as the girl sat beside him in her steamer-chair, Mrs. Milray shed a wrap on his knees in whirring by on the arm of one of her young men, with some laughed and shouted charge about it.
"I shall wait and see if I'm asked, fust." "Yes, that will be best," said Milray. "But I shall give you a letter to my sister. She and I used to be famous cronies, and we went to a great many parties together when we were young people. We thought the world was a fine thing, then. But it changes." He fell into a muse, and they were both sitting quite silent when Mrs.
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