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Burnet roused himself from his solemn thoughts and said brightly, "There! clear shining after rain. Now, we must say good-bye and go home." While Mr. Burnet and Mrs. Rowles had been talking, Roberts and the lock-keeper had also been conversing. "It is my own fault," Rowles said, "and my wife's. One might know that a London girl like that would be sure to get into trouble in the country.
The child said this in a surly tone, as if all that had happened had been an injury to her even her escape from breaking her leg and to no one else. "Well, come up," said Mrs. Rowles, who would hardly have been so calm had the soup and the jug been her own; "come up and see what there is for dinner here."
Not that he had had any intention of really hurting Emily; but it had seemed to him great fun, after doing nothing all day but doze in the shade, to keep a child in custody, and hear her cries for help. "What made you come here, Emily?" said Mrs. Rowles again. "Oh, father said Philip and I might come and meet you.
Now, if you can get the children off to school, I have something important to say to you, and only ten minutes to say it in. Bustle away, my dears," she said to the children. After a little clamouring they all went off except Juliet and the baby. "Don't you go, Juliet," said Mrs. Rowles; "I want to speak to you presently, before I go home."
"And your boat too," said Rowles; "and your scull broken and lost. It's a-clearing up, I do believe," he added, going out to the front of the house, for he never stayed indoors when he could be out. Roberts followed him. "Where does the child come from?" Mr. Burnet asked of Mrs. Rowles.
Rowles, being unused to London, was more fussy and hurried than any Londoner could ever find time to be. IT was late in the day when the aunt and niece seated themselves in the train for Littlebourne. Mrs. Rowles counted up her money, and then counted up the time. "It will be eight o'clock before we get home," she remarked; "it will be getting dark and near your bed-time."
Rowles, "so I have been making one for you out of a gown of my own; and here are two new print aprons, and I've put a fresh ribbon on your hat. You are quite set up now, my dear." "I suppose," said Juliet without thanking her aunt, "that them things are good enough for going to service." "Oh yes, quite good enough if you should happen to hear of a little place to suit you. Don't you like them?"
Bosher, who was one that never took no rest, never even took off her bonnet, saw through that girl, and knew right well that she had come from the Littlebourne side of the river; and perhaps Mrs. Rowles could state what family had lost a little maid-servant. Yes, Mrs.
Who is that man?" looking at the big person who had just gone off in the little Fairy. "Oh, that is Mrs. Bosher's brother. I hope you are well, sir, and the young gentleman; likewise Mr. Robert." "Yes, thanks, Leonard and I are very well; but Roberts has a smart touch of rheumatism, and will not come on the river to-day. May I sit here, Rowles?" added Mr.
There's a call for the 'Lock a-hoy! And here they come, girls in flannels and sailor hats, rowing for their lives, and men lolling on the cushions with fans and parasols." The husband went to open the gates for one of those water-parties which are to be seen nowhere but on the Thames, and Mrs. Rowles set off to walk to Littlebourne station.
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