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"Why, why, Miss Anna," his smile grew playful, but his thought ran back to the exploded powder-mill, to the old inventor, to Flora in those days, the deported schoolmistress's gold still unpaid to him, the jeweller and the exchanged gems, the Sterling bill "Why, Miss Anna! how do you mean, lost?" "Taken! gone! and by my fault! I I forgot all about it." He laughed aloud and around: "Pshaw!
Temperley, but he never could see that she was worse than her neighbours. She was cleverer; that might be her offence. Madame Bertaux observed in her short, decisive way that Craddock Dene might have settled down with Mrs. Temperley peaceably enough, if it hadn't been for her action about the schoolmistress's child. "Yes; that has offended everybody," said Lady Engleton.
I may appear a little inconsistent," Hadria added with a laugh, "but I do think women are fools!" They had strolled on along the path till they came to the schoolmistress's grave, which was green and daisy-covered, as if many years had passed since her burial. Hadria stood, for a moment, looking down at it. "Fools, fools, unutterable, irredeemable fools!" she burst out.
Two little birds, a flower, and, in small school-girl letters, a date, 17... no matter. Before I was thirteen years old, said the old gentleman. I don't know what was in that young schoolmistress's head, nor why she should have done it; but she took out the watch-paper and put it softly to her lips, as if she were kissing the poor thing that made it so long ago.
"Perhaps there's more about her in the letter," suggested Lowther, who had been listening to all that had been said. "There is," said his step-mother; "but Miss Mee's writing is very trying to the eyes." Montague took the schoolmistress's letter from his wife's hand.
But he had heard of the new schoolmistress's musical talents, and despite the heat of the day had ridden over, so anxious was he to hear if Father Peter were satisfied with her in all other respects.
She had taken a malicious pleasure in shocking the schoolmistress's sense of propriety and she was now only too ready to proceed to further extremities on the delicate question of Isabel's justification for leaving her house. For Isabel's own sake, therefore to say nothing of other reasons it was urgently desirable to keep the peace between the two ladies. With this excellent object in view, Mr.
Footsteps echoed across the interior, the door opened, and three-quarters of the blooming young schoolmistress's face and figure stood revealed before him; a slice on her left-hand side being cut off by the edge of the door. Having surveyed and recognized him, she came to the gate.
The last night under the little schoolmistress's quiet roof amid the deep stillness of the village was a wakeful one for me. The presence of the New Armies, as of some vast, impersonal, and yet intensely living thing, seemed to be all around me.
Emily shrank not from accepting the invitation but from encountering Francine. The hard West Indian heiress looked harder than ever with a pen in her hand. Francine felt a presentiment that she should do something desperate, unless Emily joined her, and made Brighton endurable behind the horrid schoolmistress's back."
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