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Ried commented: "Why, Sadie, my dear child, is it possible you are willing to give up your blue silk?" "Not a bit of it, mother; I don't intend to give it up the least bit in the world. I'm merely going to lend it. It's too pretty to stay poked up in that drawer by itself any longer.
Ried will be in the same home with, and somewhat under the influence of that grand doctor. Isn't it splendid that we asked just him?" And her husband smilingly assented, and added that he should not have thought of such a thing as asking him. On her way down town, Mrs. Roberts had dropped a letter in the mail, which also brought results. It read thus:
But de Belloy desired some acknowledgment in coin; and Balzac, on the contrary, judged that the honour of collaborating with a novelist of his celebrity ought to be sufficient wage. I am at the grindstone, and forswear any one that will not tackle it. I have put my neck in the big collar because the other one was irksome. Your devoted Mar tyr " ine " ried man " about"
Abbie chances to have a brother, who considers himself honored by being permitted to accompany her any where she may choose to go." Mrs. Ried looked up at her tall, haughty son in unfeigned astonishment, and for an instant was silent. "Oh," she said at last, "if you have chosen to rank yourself on this ridiculous fanatical side, I have nothing more to say." As for Mr.
Ried looked at the bright, flushed face, and thought how little the dear child knew about all these matters, and how little patience poor Ester, who was so competent herself, would have with Sadie's ignorance, and said, slowly and hesitatingly, but yet actually said: "Well, Ester, my daughter, I really think we must try to get along without you for a little while!"
Roberts says," was the good-humored reply, and then the merchant took his wife away to their waiting carriage that had drawn up before the door, leaving Alfred Ried, if the truth must be told, in a fume.
Foster, with a wondering look for Ralph and a troubled one for Ester, moved slowly toward that end of the long parlor where the voices were growing louder, and one of them excited. "This is really the most absurd of all your late absurdities," Mrs. Ried was saying, in rather a loud tone, and with a look of dignified disgust bestowed upon Abbie, as Mr. Foster joined the group.
"Good morning," Mrs. Roberts had said, turning cordially to a fashionably-dressed lady. "Collars? Oh, yes, this is the counter for them to be found in endless variety. They have a new pattern that I have been admiring. Mr. Ried, please show Mrs. Emory the curtain collars, with embroidered points." Which thing Mr.
'Christian homes opening to receive them! That is a new thought to me, and in the plural number I do not see how just now, it could be done, but one Christian home, I ought to be able to manage that. Mr. Ried, that is the way to begin it, you may depend. Indeed, I suppose you have tried it? The city is full of boys, and many of them are away down.
And now it seems to me that perhaps the Lord will let it result in being the best thing that ever happened to us." To all of which Dr. Everett made the apparently irrelevant answer: "Mr. Roberts and his wife are singularly well mated; how perfectly they fit into each other's thoughts. Ried, you and I have a great deal to learn from them." "I have," said Ried, meekly.
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