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Olmney," she whispered, with an intensely amused face, "I shall have a vision of you every day for a month to come, sitting down to dinner, with a rueful face, to a whortleberry pie; for there are so many of them, your conscience will not let you have anything else cooked, you cannot manage more than one a day." "Pies!" said the young gentleman, as Mrs.
Olmney at her side, and congratulated herself instantly on her shoes. "Mrs. Rossitur told me where you had gone and gave me permission to follow you, but I hardly hoped to overtake you so soon." "We stopped to sharpen our tools," said Fleda. "We are out on a foraging expedition." "Will you let me help you?" "Certainly! if you understand the business. Do you know a pine knot when you see it?"
"In Mexico he has been " "Your poor aunt Lucy!" " In Mexico he has been, but he is just coming home now he has been wounded, and he is coming home to spend a long furlough." "Coming home. That will make you all very happy. And Hugh is delicate; and how are you, love? you hardly look like a country-girl. Mr. Olmney!" said Mrs.
If friends would only be simple, and straightforward, and kind, one could afford to be straightforward too; but as it was, she must not do what she longed to do, and they would be sure to misunderstand. There was, indeed, the morning of the day following left her, if Mr. Olmney did not take it into his head to stay. And it might issue in her not seeing Mr.
By the way, Fleda, my dear, do you know that we have heard of two escorts for you? but I only tell you because I know you'll not be fit to travel this age." "I should not be able to travel to-morrow," said Fleda. "They are not going to-morrow," said Mrs. Evelyn quietly. "Who are they?" "Excellent ones," said Mrs. Evelyn. "One of them is your old friend Mr. Olmney," "Mr. Olmney!" said Fleda.
There is my cousin Seth Plumfield, who has engaged himself to be my counsellor and instructor in general; I could not have a better; and Mr. Douglass is to be my right hand; I occupying only the quiet and unassuming post of the will, to convey the orders of the head to the hand. And for the rest, sir, there is Philetus!" Mr. Olmney looked, half laughing, at Mr.
Fleda dared not look up while the introductions were passing, of "the Rev. Mr. Olmney," and of "Dr. Quackenboss," the former of whom Mr. Carleton took cordially by the hand, while Dr. Quackenboss conceiving that his hand must be as acceptable, made his salutation with an indescribable air at once of attempted gracefulness and ingratiation.
Olmney!" said Fleda, laughing, "you are served right. You see how dangerous it is to meddle with such equivocal things as compliments. But we are worth looking at, aren't we? I have been standing here this half hour." He did not say this time what he thought. "Pretty, isn't it?" said Fleda. "Stand a little further back, Mr.
"You know," she said rather quickly, and drawing back from the fire, "I am of an agricultural turn perforce in uncle Rolf's absence I am going to be a farmer myself." "So I have heard so Mrs. Rossitur told me, but I fear pardon me you do not look fit to grapple with such a burden of care." Hugh sighed, and Fleda's eyes gave Mr. Olmney a hint to be silent.
"Miss Ringgan, Sir," Dr. Quackenboss went on, with a most benign expression of countenance "Miss Ringgan, Sir, Mr. Olmney, sets an example to all ladies who a have had elegant advantages. She gives her patronage to the agricultural interest in society." "Not exclusively, I hope?" said Mr. Olmney, smiling, and making the question with his eye of Fleda. But she did not meet it.
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