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Everybody has to put up with one here. "Susannah blushed and managed to stammer out that she didn't mind, and ever since then she has been 'Timoroso' to us all. You know Elsie Gayland. She is the same old Elsie. What the Pied Piper was to Hamelin town, she is to this school. We all still flock after her in spite of ourselves, and no matter what she chooses to pipe for us, we dance after her.
She is worse than ever this year, and talks almost entirely in musical terms. "'How are you two going to chord? she said, abruptly, to Susannah. 'If Sophia were a sheet of music, she would be marked on every score, Fortissimo, because she is so forcible and aggressive. But you are just the opposite; it seems to me that Timoroso would just suit you. You do not object to a nickname, I hope?
Timoroso has just come in and says that Elsie is waiting for me, so with 'these few broken remarks, and a heart full of love, I must leave you for the present. Devotedly, As Olive laid down the letter and took up another, Sara exclaimed, "I see now why sister wanted us to read them. It is something about fortune-telling."
I was awakened by hearing a window stealthily opened, and the moonlight was bright enough to show me Timoroso stepping up on the sill. "'Tim! I cried, 'what on earth are you doing? She turned and looked at me wildly for an instant, and then, running across the room, flung herself down on the bed beside me. "'Oh, I am so glad I did not do it! she cried, with a little moan.
He wants me to read them to Timoroso sometime soon, for he says that nothing but an abiding consciousness that she is in the hollow of an Omnipotent hand will bring her the peace of mind that is essential to her recovery." Olive gathered the letters together, and as she tied them with the white and scarlet ribbons, Helen came back from her frosty drive.
She almost got into trouble by passing round little slips of paper in class, on which was written: 8# XXIV. Lc. Palmistry. "Miss Hill caught sight of one as it was being passed to Timoroso, and called her up to the desk. Seeing that Tim was almost ready to faint from embarrassment, Elsie spoke up quickly: 'It's mine, Miss Hill. It is just a reference.
Some of us found that we had very odd propensities, but it was Timoroso who made the sensation of the evening. When her turn came I could see that she had become almost frightened at Elsie's remarkable power of discernment, and was much wrought upon by the impressive silence of the dimly lighted room.
"I thought you would want to hear the sequel," she said, smiling at their eager questions, as she sat down to the cup of steaming chocolate that Sara poured for her. "Timoroso is entirely well now. She spent this winter in the south of France, and I want you to see the calendar she sent me this Christmas.
"Poor little Timoroso jerked her hands away, and turned toward us with a frightened face gleaming through the dusk as white as her collar. Her distress was pitiful. "You see, Elsie had been telling so many truths about us, that poor little Tim believed implicitly in her fortune-telling ability.
"There is a photograph in this one, of a girl about your size, Sara," announced Olive, as she opened the first letter. "What's this written under it? 'Timoroso. What a queer name! But see what a sweet face she has. I wonder who it can be?" "The letter will probably tell," answered Sara, striking a match to light the alcohol-lamp. "Go on, I am ready to listen." "My dearest Helen," read Olive.
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