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These were ruled by her during the absence of her husband, who alternately assumed different characters, as suited his purpose; but in whatever town Melchior might happen to be, Nattee and her tribe were never far off, and always encamped within communication.
His mother sat by at her knitting he could see Nattee in the kitchen through the open door. He was too reserved to ask where Lois was, but he quietly sought till he found her in the great loft, already piled with winter stores of fruit and vegetables. Her aunt had sent her there to examine the apples one by one, and pick out such as were unsound, for immediate use.
Never in my life will the remembrance of the first appearance of Nattée, and the effect it had upon me, be erased from my memory. She was tall, too tall, had it not been for the perfect symmetry of her form. Her face of a clear olive, and oval in shape; her eyes jetty black; nose straight, and beautifully formed; mouth small, thin lips, with a slight curl of disdain, and pearly teeth.
I read Kathleen's, and then hastily opened the other. It was from Nattée, or Lady H. de Clare, and ran as follows: "Japhet Newland, Fleta is the daughter of Sir William de Clare. Dearly has my husband paid for his act of folly and wickedness, and to which you must know I never was a party. Yours, Nattée." The letter from Kathleen added more strange information.
There was so much continued bustle and excitement in our peculiar profession, that a little quiet was delightful; and I never felt more happy than when Fleta threw herself into my arms, and Nattee came forward with her usual dignity and grace, but with more than usual condescendence and kindness, bidding me welcome home. Home alas! it was never meant for my home, or poor Fleta's and that I felt.
We were, of course, delighted to return to the camp, after our excursion. There was so much continued bustle and excitement in our peculiar profession, that a little quiet was delightful; and I never felt more happy than when Fleta threw herself into my arms, and Nattée came forward with her usual dignity and grace, but with more than usual condescendence and kindness, bidding me welcome home.
I had been watching them, and I thought upon Melchior's ideas of destiny, and dwelling on the futile wish that I could read mine, when I perceived the approach of Nattee. "Japhet," said she, "you are to take the little girl with you, I find will you be careful of her? for it would be on my conscience if she were left to the mercy of the world. She departs rejoicing, let not her joy end in tears.
We soon arrived, and were joyfully received by Fleta and Nattée. As we walked across the common, I observed to Melchior, "I wonder if these stars have any influence upon mortals, as it was formerly supposed?" "Most assuredly they have," rejoined Melchior. "I cannot read them, but I firmly believe in them." I made the above remark, as I had often thought that such was Melchior's idea.
Occasionally, she heard a strange chant of the old Indian woman's half in her own language, half in broken English droned over some simmering pipkin, from which the smell was, to say the least, unearthly. Once, on perceiving this odour in the keeping-room, Grace Hickson suddenly exclaimed: 'Nattee is at her heathen ways again; we shall have some mischief unless she is stayed.
"Indeed, is her memory so good?" replied Melchior, firmly closing his teeth. "To Nattée or to me she has never hinted so much." "That is very probable; but a stolen child she is, Melchior, and she must not remain here." "Must not." "Yes; must not, Melchior; when you quit the tribe, you will no longer have any power, nor can you have any interest about her.
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