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"I am afraid, my dear girl, that as soon as our imaginary Eden is arranged satisfactorily, the dove that gives it peace and purity will be enticed away, caged in a more brilliant mansion. You will love Minnie and me very much I daresay until some lover steals between us and lures you away."
I heard the tap of his cane as he came across the floor, and I knew he was angry. "Confound you, Minnie," he exclaimed, "if I could get along without you I'd discharge you this minute." "And if I paid any attention to your discharging me I'd have been gone a dozen times in the last year," I retorted. "I'm not objecting to Mr.
Minnie was in very low spirits indeed, for her father was looking more care-worn and troubled every day, and was even now away attending one of those meetings from which he usually returned only to shut himself up in his study without seeing or speaking to any one.
Your eyes will soon get used to the subdued light, and then you will see things much more clearly than you would think it possible viewed from this point." Minnie did not require much pressing.
As difficulties multiply, his sagacity becomes almost human, and he seems to know every individual belonging to his flock." Minnie listened to this account with great interest; but now she started up, her whole countenance blazing with excitement, and exclaiming, "Father, you'll need a dog, you know, for your sheep.
"That dog's devotion to those children is more than I can understand. You should see Minnie! She's the most conceited little minx that ever walked. She squints too." PRESENTLY the Doctor looked up and saw us at the door. "Oh come in, Stubbins," said he, "did you wish to speak to me? Come in and take a chair." "Doctor," I said, "I want to be a naturalist like you when I grow up."
Minnie's young man had also returned from overseas and she was sewing every spare moment on things for her own little house and for herself. If Rosanna had a chance to play all day every day for a whole week, or as long as Mrs. Horton stayed away and Minnie piously wished her a long trip why, she could be ready for the young man and the little house just that much sooner.
Often I have been on the point of giving in and acknowledging how wrong it was, but my pride has always stood in the way and dared me to do it. I don't think I am a coward in most things, but I am a perfect dastard before that, my worst enemy. I think he is down now, though, and if I can help it, he'll never recover from the defeat Minnie has administered to him this morning."
And drawing her sister after her, she went into the house. "I knew the face; didn't you, Kitty dear?" said Minnie. "It's so easy to tell it. It was Scone Dacres. But what in the world does he want? Oh dear! I hope he won't bother me." Judging from the Baron's own words, it will be perceived that his comprehension of the situation was a little different from the actual fact.
Hardly had she uttered the last word than a figure passed through the hall, flitting past the half-opened door of the little room where Viola stood with the three men. "Who is there?" she called sharply, for she had spoken rather loudly, and she did not want any of the servants to hear. "Who is there?" "It is I Minnie," was the answer. "Dear Viola, I have come to see if I could do anything.
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