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It reminded her of that reflection in the train; but this mouth was smiling, not set into sulky lines these eyes were not full of angry tears! "Oh, I am perfectly certain I can be good," cried Susie eagerly. The reflection in the glass seemed to hesitate; the sparkling eyes fell, and Susie's face went down upon her knees. She groaned in despair. "It seems as if I couldn't help it," she said.
They had their Christmas, and a joyful one, too, for the lady went up to the hospital and brought back word that Susie's father would be all right with rest and care, which he was now getting. Mike came in and helped them "sack" the tree when the lady was gone. He gave three more whoops for Mr. Stein, three for the lady, and three for the hospital doctor to even things up.
"I have thoughted and thoughted," said Amy, "and I can only remember that once, a long time ago, the twins said " "What twins?" "Oh, I forgot you didn't know. They are twins, and they are friends of Susie's. They are very reckless on the rocks, and sometimes Susie went too." "But when, Amy?" "I don't know," said Amy, with literal truthfulness. "They didn't tell me; they said I was a baby."
But Miss Walton reminded him of a young sugar maple that he had noticed, all aflame, from his window that morning, so rich and high was her color, as, still intent upon the thickly scattered nuts, she followed the old unspent childish impulse to gather now as she had done when of Susie's age.
"Why, you are telling Ida you will do her honour by dining with her." "People always do honour when they dine," said Elizabeth. "I know they do." "They profess to receive the honour, not confer it, Bessie," said Miss Fosbrook, laughing; "but I don't think that is the model for Susie's note. It would be as much too formal as hers was too blunt." "Must I do it again?" said Susan.
Then Dr Porhoët advanced with the lamp and held it forward. They looked down on the floor for the man who lay there dead. Susie gave a sudden cry of horror. There was no one there. Arthur stepped back in terrified surprise. There was no one in the room, living or dead, but the three friends. The ground sank under Susie's feet, she felt horribly ill, and she fainted.
You have made this a very pleasant day for me a very happy day," she added, in a lower tone. "Every room here will be associated with you. You will come here often and see me, will you not? Perhaps, after all, you might use the studio to paint my or Susie's portrait in." "I shall inflict myself upon you very often, I have no doubt," was all I ventured to reply.
"You are not well, Bettina?" "Oh, Susie, is it you, my Susie? how nice of you to come. Sit here, close to me, quite close to me." She hid herself like a child in the arms of her sister, caressing with her burning brow Susie's fresh shoulders. Then she suddenly burst into sobs, great sobs, which stifled, suffocated her. "Bettina, my darling, what is the matter?"
She hitched her chair round a little, so that she no longer saw Fanny, but could look at Margaret Grant and Martha West, who were sitting side by side. Susie's pretty face was fairly shining with eagerness, and Olive's eyes were full of tears. The Bertrams clasped each other's hands, and but for Margaret's restraining presence would have rushed to Betty's there and then and embraced her.
As they traversed the court-house square on their way to Deacon Pettybones' place, Miss Susie's vagrant glances rested on an iris of ribbons displayed in an opposition window. "Let's go in here," she said with the impetuous decision of her age and sex. "We will go where you like, dear," said easy-going Aunt Abigail. "It makes no difference." Aunt Abigail was wrong.
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