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"A great writer who had married and had children, whom she worshipped, once told me that the pang of motherhood is that even your children don't seem your very own. They are often more like some one else than their parents, perhaps the spinster sister-in-law, whom every one dislikes, or some entire alien. Look at Regie. He is just like me, which must be a great trial to Minna.
"He has not got on his new overcoat," said Mrs. Gresley. "Regie, run up and change at once." Fräulein actually said, "Bozzer ze new coat," and she swept Regie into the carriage, the Bishop following, stumbling over the ruins of the porch. "Have they had their hot mash?" he said to the coachman, who was tearing off the horses' clothing. "Yes, my lord." "Then drive all you know.
His own hands were red, as he vainly tried to loosen hers. "They have killed my book," she said. "They have killed my book. They burned it alive when I was away. And my head went. I don't know what I did, but I think I killed Regie. I know I meant to." "Is it well with the child?" "I am not really anxious," said Mr. Gresley, looking out across the Vicarage laurels to the white fields and hedges.
Gresley made a superhuman effort "I will come and nurse her myself, but I won't have Regie frightened a second time." "He shall not be frightened a second time. But it is very urgent. While we are wasting time talking, Hester's life is ebbing away as surely as if she were bleeding to death. If she were actually bleeding in this room how quickly you two would run to her and bind up the wound.
After Mary's tiny white bone umbrella had been discovered to be a needle-case, and most of the needles had been recovered from the floor, Regie extracted from its paper a little china cow. But, alas! the cow's ears and horns remained in the bag, owing possibly to the incessant passage of the parcel from one pocket to another on the way home.
I used to be so afraid of going back to Warpington, but now that the time is coming to an end I am sure I shall not irritate them so much. And Minna will be glad. One can always manage if it is only for a fixed time. And they shall not be the losers by my leaving them. I will put by the money for my little Regie. I shall feel parting with him." The sun was setting as she reached Warpington.
When he said, "I tell you what, Regie, you've an uncommon lot of general information, I can tell you," my head was quite turned. Whatever he did seemed right to me. When I first came to school, my hat was duly peppered and pickled by the boys and replaced by me with one of unexceptionable shape. My shirts then gave offence to my new master.
I said I had offered to help to rewrite it, and the Bishop became quite fierce. He said I might as well try to rewrite Regie if he were in his coffin. And then he mentioned, casually, as if it were quite an afterthought, that Hester had sold it for a thousand pounds. All through, I knew he was really trying to hurt my feelings, in spite of his manner, but when he said that he succeeded." Mr.
"If that's all, Regie," said my father, "you and I will go and buy Rubens to-morrow morning." Rubens was a little red and white spaniel of much beauty and sagacity. He was the prettiest, gentlest, most winning of playfellows. With him by my side, I now ran merrily about, instead of creeping moodily at the heels of nurse and her friends.
I care for no one else, and she shall never know it was chiefly to please the governor. I suppose it will all come right." Whilst I pondered, Maria had dried her eyes, and now sat up, gazing before her, almost in her old attitude. "I wonder, Regie dear," she said, presently "I wonder how you found out that I that we that I cared "
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