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'Boy and girl, sir, she said, 'poor little dears! 'Jealous for your old twins, Sibby? he said, smiling. 'Ah! sir, they came in a better time. 'Better for them, no doubt, but this is the best for these, he answered brightly. 'See, Sibby, can't you be thankful, like me, that your mistress is sheltered from what would try her? I can bear it all better without her to see.
"You see your baby has begun to run alone." "Ah, Master Lance, 'twas your doing. You always was the mischief." "No indeed, Sibby, the long boy did it all by himself, before ever I was in the house; but I'll bring him back again." "May I not stay a little longer, Sibby," said Clement, rather piteously, "to hear Lance sing? I have been looking forward to it all day."
He was interrupted by Sibby coming in with his cup of tea, and "Now, Mr. Clement, whatever have you been after now? Up to your antics the minute Miss Cherry is out of the way. Aye, ye needn't go to palavering me. I hear it in your breath," and she darted at the stimulant. "I've had some, Sibby, since I came in." "More reason you should have it now.
'Nicely, sir, as well as can be expected; but 'The baby? Alive I heard 'Yes, sir; that is O Sir, it is two; and it would be a mere mercy if they are taken, as they look like to be twins, and coming like this! Perhaps Sibby was a little more lamentable, because, instead of looking shocked, he clasped his hands in eager thanksgiving, as he looked upwards.
Wilmet attended to her while Sibby went to her breakfast, returning with that of her mistress in time to send Wilmet down to preside at the family meal, a genuine Irish dish of stir-about for which all had inherited a taste from their father's Irish mother. Only Cherry was too delicate for such food, and was rather ashamed of her cup of tea and slice of bread.
Miss Alda, she's the very wonder of the worruld for jealousy and unfeelingness. I up and told her at last there was well-nigh as much differ between you and she, as between Stella and this blessed lamb that she spites; for if you have not carried off all the wit and understanding, sure 'tis you that has got all the heart, and the head, and the hands. 'And the partial old nursey, Sibby!
Cherry was thoroughly chilled that evening of the thunderstorm, and has been very poorly ever since. 'She always feels changes of weather. 'That's what Alda tells you. She won't believe there is anything the matter; but poor Cherry has had rheumatic pain all over her, and her bad ankle seems to have a bit of bone coming out. Sibby thinks so. Now, ought she not to have her doctor?
The evening hours were the happiest of the day, only they always ended too soon for Cherry, who was ordered up by Sibby as soon as her mother was put to bed, and had, in consequence, a weary length of wakeful solitude and darkness only enlivened by the reflection from the gas below while Felix and Wilmet sat downstairs, she with her mending, and he either reading, or talking to her.
"That Lute Cradlebow he's a handsome boy, teacher. Ah, he's a handsome one. They're a handsome family, them Cradlebows. "There's the old grannie, Aunt Sibby they call her. Lord, she's got a head on her like a picter! They're high-bred, too, I reckon. To begin with, why, Godfrey Godfrey Cradlebow that's Lute's father, teacher; he's college bred, I suppose!
She hoped she had shown my Lady that she was not to be overawed by a title such affectation, not using it! No consideration for her; the servants regularly spoilt, both of them; Martha a vulgar insolent creature, and Sibby disgustingly familiar and slovenly, no good at all, not even to keep Theodore out of the way.
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