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"What is the matter?" said Stephanotie. "Nothing nothing." "You're vexed about something. Why should you be so distant with me?" "I am not, Stephie. I am a little anxious; it is difficult always to be just the same," said Nora. "Oh, don't I know it, my darling; and if you had as much to do with Aunt Vi Truefitt as I have, you would realize how often my spirits turn topsy-turvy.
"Do come away," said Molly; "when Linda speaks in that prim voice she's intolerable. Come, Nora; come, Stephie we'll just have a run by ourselves." Nora was still looking rather pale. The shock of the morning had caused the color to fade from her cheeks; she could not get the utterly changed O'Shanaghgan out of her head. She longed to write to her father, and yet she did not dare.
The one who is absolutely invulnerable, who cannot be moved, because she imagines herself to be right, is your mother." "There's Stephie at the window now," said Molly. A little figure in a night-dress was seen peeping out. "It's us, Stephie. Let us in; it's most awfully important," whispered Molly's voice in deep sepulchral tones from below.
Stephanotie looked at her with the curious, keen glance which an American girl possesses. "What is it? Do say," she said, linking her hand inside Nora's. "Is it anything that a bon-bon will soothe, or is it past that?" "It is quite past that; but don't ask me now, Stephie. I cannot tell you, really." "Don't bother her," said Molly; "she has partly confided in me, but not wholly.
"Now, go home, go home," said Molly. She then took Nora's hand, and they ran down the road in the direction of the village. "If it were not that you are so miserable I should enjoy this awfully," said Molly. "But how do you mean to wake Stephie?" asked Nora at last. "Well, luckily for us, her aunt, Miss Truefitt, is rather deaf.
"It is very kind of Mrs. Hartrick to send you an invitation, Stephie," said her aunt. "Oh, bother that, Aunt Violet! You know perfectly well she would not ask me if Molly and Nora had not got it out of her." "Well, we did try our best and most conoodling ways," said Nora in a soft voice. "Ah, didn't you, you little Irish witch; and I guess you won, too.
It contained gold and notes; and very soon Molly found, to her infinite delight, that it would be by no means necessary for her and Nora to take all Stephie's wealth. "Ten pounds will be sufficient," said Molly. "I have not the slightest idea what the fares to Ireland are, but I have no doubt we shall do nicely with this sum. May we have these two five-pounds notes, Stephie?"
"Well, my dears," she said, "Stephie is in her bedroom; she has a headache, and wanted to lie down for a little." "Oh, just let me run up to her. I won't keep her a minute," said Molly. "Come in here with me," said Miss Truefitt to Nora. She opened the door of her neat little parlor. Nora entered.
Her name was not repeated, however, and for some time the muttering of Nan's voice was indistinct. Then, suddenly starting up and addressing herself to some imaginary person, she shouted aloud, "Stephie! Stephie! give me back the watch, and tell me what you did with the rings? They will ask those folks! and what shall I tell them?"
Well, I'm going; we'll have a jolly lark with Linda. If for no other reason, I should be glad to go to upset her apple cart." "Dear me, Stephie! you are very coarse and vulgar," said Miss Truefitt. "Not a bit of it, auntie. Have a bon-bon, do." Stephanotie rushed across the room, opened a big box of bon-bons, and presented one, as if it were a pistol, full in Miss Truefitt's face.
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