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But I did wait till I could see you again, so as to be su'a which I ca'ed for the most. I tried to be fai'a, before I told you that I wanted to be free. That is all," she said, gently, and Gregory perceived that the word was left definitely to him. He could not take it till he had disciplined himself to accept unmurmuringly his sentence as he understood it.
And I shall not care if you tell me of anything that's out of the way in my talking," said Clementina, generously. "Thank you; I think I won't wait any longer for Mr. Fane." "Why, I'm su'a he'll be back very soon, now. I'll try not to disturb you any moa." Gregory turned from taking some steps towards the door, and said, "I wish you would tell Mr. Fane something." "For you? Why, suttainly!" "No.
But I can say this, doctor: a betta child don't breathe, and I just couldn't live without her. Come he'e, Clementina, I want to kiss you once, before I go to sleep, so's to make su'a you don't bea' malice." She pulled Clementina down to kiss her, and babbled on affectionately and optimistically, till her talk became the voice of her dreams, and then ceased altogether.
He don't want you to hurry and get well, but take it slowly, and not excite yourself. He believes in your gleaner, and he knows all about machinery. He says the patent makes it puffectly safe, and you can take your own time about pushing it; it's su'a to go. And motha liked you.
"I should want to think about it before I said anything." "You are right," he submitted, dropping his outstretched arms to his side. "I have been thinking only of myself, as usual." "No," she protested, compassionately. "But doesn't it seem as if we ought to be su'a, this time?
Lander asked, "What do you s'pose your folks would say to your goin' to Europe, anyway, Clementina?" as if the matter had been already debated between them. Clementina hesitated. "I should want to be su'a, Mrs. Milray really wanted me to go ova with her." "Why, didn't you hear her say so?" demanded Mrs. Lander. "Yes," sighed Clementina. "Mrs. Lander, I think Mrs.
"I didn't know it." "Yes. But I couldn't, then. And now he's written to me. He wants me to let him come ova, and see me." "And and will you?" asked Miss Milray, rather breathlessly. "I don't know. I don't know as I'd ought. I should like to see him, so as to be puffectly su'a. But if I let him come, and then didn't It wouldn't be right!
Landa, whateva you do I don't ca'e to know it; and if you talk to me again about this I shall go home. I would stay with you as long as you needed me, but I can't if you keep bringing this up." "I suppose you think you don't need me any moa! Betta not be too su'a." The girl jumped to her feet, and Mrs. Lander interposed. "Well, the'a! I didn't mean anything, and I won't pesta you about it any moa.
And I shall not care if you tell me of anything that's out of the way in my talking," said Clementina, generously. "Thank you; I think I won't wait any longer for Mr. Fane." "Why, I'm su'a he'll be back very soon, now. I'll try not to disturb you any moa." Gregory turned from taking some steps towards the door, and said, "I wish you would tell Mr. Fane something." "For you? Why, suttainly!" "No.
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