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"Oh, Ned," said his wife soothingly, "it is your own little niece, Juliet Mitchell. I thought you'd like to have her here a bit, seeing as they are none too well off, and she's never been in the real country at all till now." Rowles whistled doubtfully. He stood there in his shirt sleeves, with his thumbs in his waistcoat pockets, and his black straw hat pushed back on his head.
The kind-hearted Emma Rowles made curious little noises with her tongue and her teeth, and toiled again up the staircase with baby in her arms, and Juliet silently following as she went. Mrs. Rowles framed short, unworded prayers for guidance at this present crisis; and when she stood again in her sister-in-law's room her resolve was taken. She put the baby into his father's arms.
Oh, it was too sad to think of! "What can we do? What can we do? What would her own mother do?" "Hope for the best, Emma," said Mr. Rowles. "If I had another boat I would send Phil down to look for her. Perhaps the next boat that goes through would let him jump into the bows." "I might run down the towing-path," said Phil. "I can run pretty quick."
One mouth more would not make much difference. He could not say fairer than that, could he? Mrs. Rowles was quite content with the fairness of his speech; and she went into the house, brought out from her cupboard some odds and ends for supper, and then lighted the lamp and called in her husband and the children. "Suppose you say grace, Juliet," said Mr. Rowles.
Rowles was busy at the lock; Philip was going to take out the Fairy for her first trip after her repairs. Juliet came down from the attic. She wore her new-made frock, her re-trimmed hat, and carried a parcel containing the print aprons. Phil did not notice what she wore or what she carried. "Take me in the boat, Phil," she said coaxingly. "I thought you had had enough of the boat," he replied.
The children came to see their elders off, and to spend the afternoon with Philip and Emily. "Glad to see you out in the daylight," said Mr. Rowles to Mr. Mitchell. "You are twice the man you were, now that you are keeping better hours." Mitchell only smiled; he did not think it possible to quite overcome Rowles's prejudice. "Here's the tub which Phil has brought up from the ferry.
Rowles; "but my idea is that you had better have your suppers now and go to bed as quick as you can. There'll be lots of new things to see to-morrow. And if Ned can't come you'll be sure to have Mr. Robert the butler at Bourne House, and the housekeeper. You see, they all know Juliet " Here Mrs. Rowles broke off, and Juliet shrank away, feeling bitterly that they knew little that was good of her.
Webster's mind, or rather, the same thought reversed. "Juliet," she said, "I wonder how your father and mother would like to leave London and come and live at Littlebourne?" "I don't know, ma'am," answered Juliet. "I have heard a good deal about them from Mrs. Rowles. Your father would have better health if he lived in the country." By this time they had reached No. 103.
William Finch, who brought over his wife and daughter Frances, was dead by 1622, and the widow shortly thereafter became the wife of Captain John Flood and the mother of three sons and a daughter. Jane Rowles, with her husband Richard, was slain and, though Joane Coopey and her son Anthony died, the daughter Elizabeth survived.
"And I hope he does not hold that bad opinion of all in the printing business, because I am a printer myself." "You, sir!" cried Mrs. Rowles, while Emily opened her eyes. "I don't mean exactly in the same way as that child's father, but I am in the same line. When I was a younger man I used to sit in the office of a newspaper every alternate night to receive the foreign telegrams as they came in.
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