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Updated: July 1, 2025


There was a weight upon me all that day, a dreary sense of imperfection. When father came home he asked me if I would like to go to Rosville. I answered, "Yes." Mother must travel with me, for he could not leave home. The sooner I went the better. He also thought Veronica should go. She was called and consulted, and, provided Temperance would accompany us to take care of her, she consented.

Veronica's habits of isolation clung to her; she would never leave home. The teaching she had was obtained in Surrey. But her knowledge was greater than mine. When I went to Rosville she was reading "Paradise Lost," and writing her opinions upon it in a large blank book.

"I tell you, Cousin Sue," said Arthur, who overheard the last remark, "that you don't know what they say of Cassandra in Rosville. She's the biggest beauty they ever had, and had lots of beaus." A significant expression passed over Cousin Sue's face, which was noticed by Alice Morgeson, who colored deeply. "Have you not forgotten?" I asked her. "It was of you I thought, not myself.

He proposed Fairtown, six miles from Rosville, as he had business there. The morning we were to go proved cloudy, and we waited till afternoon, when Charles, declaring that it would not rain, ordered Aspen to be harnessed. I went into Alice's room tying my bonnet; he was there, leaning over the baby's crib, who lay in it crowing and laughing at the snapping of his fingers.

"Heaven forgive us all, Cassandra!" "Remember the tea." Charles stood near his wife; wherever she moved afterwards he moved. I saw it, and felt that it was the shadow of something which would follow. At last the time came for us to return. Helen had plied me with tea, and was otherwise watchful, but scarcely spoke. "It is an age," I said, "since I left Rosville."

She asked him to let me spend another year in Rosville; but he said that I must return to Surrey, and that he never would allow me to leave home again. "She will marry." "Not early." "Never, I believe," I said. "It will be as well." "Yes," she replied; "if you leave her a fortune, or teach her some trade, that will give her some importance in the world." Her wisdom astonished me.

I laid my hand in his; it was not grasped, but upheld. Veronica immediately stopped playing. He stayed several days at our house. After the first evening we found him taciturn. He played with Arthur, spoke of his children to him, and promised him a pony if he would go to Rosville. With father he discussed business matters, and went out with him to the shipyards and offices.

"How the wind moans!" said Helen. I understood her tone; she understood him, as I did. "I like Rosville, Miss Perkins," cried Mr. Somers. "Do you?" said Charles, clicking down his card, as though his turn had just come. "I must trump this in spite of you." "I am tired of playing," I said. "We are beaten, Miss Perkins," said Mr. Somers, rising.

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