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Stefana appearing here, the story was repeated. Like that Stefana snapped her fingers they had disappeared. "I've hunted and hunted. Everybody's seen children with go-carts, but they weren't Evangeline 'n' Elly Precious." Miss Theodosia's own face was pale, but she achieved a light laugh. "No wonder you haven't found them yet! In this crowd.
I beg you will say nothing, but let me observe for myself, and leave the young people to come to an understanding by themselves." In common with many Englishmen of Timothy Cockayne's and John Catt's class, Theodosia's father at once concluded that the poor polite little Vicomte de Gars was an adventurer, and that his coronet was pasteboard, and his shirt studs stolen. Mr.
In person she in nowise resembled either father or mother, unless it were possibly her father in the conformation and shape of the teeth. I have already in a previous chapter of these reminiscences given a letter from Mrs. Browning in which she speaks of Theodosia's "multiform faculty."
Yes," with rising pride at the sight of Miss Theodosia's surprise, "'leven cents, so far. I only charged Lelia Fling a cent for two looks, because Lelia's baby's dead. I've got three cents out o' her; she says five of Elly Precious's remind her of her baby's toes. Isn't it funny you can't make boys pay to look at babies' toes, even when they's such a lot? Only just girls.
The watchman's wife was hanging up the rags to dry that served the baby as swaddling clothes, while the baby was screaming desperately in Theodosia's arms, who was trying to quiet it. The consumptive woman was coughing with her hands pressed to her chest, while the blood rushed to her face, and she sighed loudly, almost screaming, in the intervals of coughing.
The appealing quality of empty little clothes! In Miss Theodosia's inside room of her soul, something stirred behind the locked door. The irons had cooled too much, and the fire was low. Miss Theodosia went to work again. As she worked, she talked to herself sociably. "Adventures thicken! Stars, and angels in caps, and children that walk in their little sleeps!
Secretly she was wondering if the news she brought would have any effect whatever on Theodosia's impassive calm. "Do you know, Dosia, Wesley's real sick? In fact, Phoebe Greene says they have very poor hopes of him. He was kind of ailing all the spring, it seems, and about a month ago he was took down with some kind of slow fever they have out there.
I'll tell her to bring him by the handles," and Evangeline hurried away excitedly. An hour later Miss Theodosia, in a voluminous white apron and a hastily invented white cap, had formally assumed her astonishing new role. Under the cap Miss Theodosia's cheeks were prettily pink. It was becoming to her to be Elly Precious' nurse. But the queer feeling of it!
In 1812, when her husband had been elected Governor of his state, her only child a sturdy boy of eleven died, and Theodosia's health was shattered by her sorrow. In the same year Burr returned from a sojourn in Europe, and his loving daughter embarked from Charleston on a schooner, the Patriot, to meet her father in New York.
On the way back to Retby Sir Augustus told me he was struck with me the moment he came into Lady Theodosia's boudoir, and he tried to take hold of my hand. I call it very queer, don't you? I suppose it is because they think I am young and want encouraging, but I simply detest it, and I told him so.
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