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Then she wiped her wet eyes, put her arms around her mother's neck, and told her all from the very beginning, keeping not a single thing back. The dame listened with alarm. "Saints protect us," she muttered. Then feeling Toinette's hands and head, "Thou hast a fever," she said. "I will make thee a tisane, my darling, and thou must at once go to bed."
Stone that she isn't up to snuff as much as she thinks she is." This was too much, and, laying her hand gently on Toinette's arm, she said, softly: "My dear child, hadn't you better come back upstairs with me?" Without changing her expression, Toinette replied: "How oats, peas, beans and barley grow, nor you, nor I, nor Mrs.
At Miss Carter's school all letters had been examined before they were allowed to be mailed, and as Toinette's correspondence was supposed to be limited to the letters she wrote to her father, she had never inquired whether Miss Preston first examined them or not, but, taking it for granted that she did so, handed them to her unsealed.
The girl had ceased to sob, but looked worn and weary. Miss Preston snuggled her close and waited for her to speak, feeling sure that more was in her heart, and that, in a nature such as she felt Toinette's to be, it would be impossible for her to rest content until all doubts, all self-reproach could be put behind her.
"To be sure, I will," was the cheery reply, and Miss Howard passed through Toinette's room to Cicely's. As she did so her dress created a current of air which carried a paper from Toinette's desk almost to her feet. She stooped to pick it up and hand it back to Toinette, who had sprung up to catch it, and, as she handed it to her, Miss Howard noted the telltale color spring into the girl's face.
Somehow, I don't feel satisfied with myself or anyone else, and I half believe I hate everybody," was Toinette's petulant reply. "Well, I like that, I declare!" was the sharp retort. "Perhaps you include me among those you hate, and if that is the case, Toinette Reeve, you may just do as you like; I don't care a straw."
I do not expect you to be perfect; we all make mistakes; I make many, but we can help each other, dear, and remember this: 'Love casteth out fear. Try to love me, my little girl, and to feel that I am your friend; I want so much to be." Miss Preston's voice was very sweet and appealing, and as she spoke Toinette's eyes grew limpid.
It was easy to see that she preferred her silence and her solitude to the little hunchback's good-will; he perceived it, and said no more. But Toinette's needle was hardly sufficient for her support, and presently work failed her! Maurice learned that the poor girl was in want of everything, and that the tradesmen refused to give her credit.
Lou Cornwall came flying into Toinette's room just after dinner to find it well filled with seven or eight others. "May I come, too?" she asked. "Oh, girls, if we don't have a sleigh-ride to-morrow, I'll have a conniption fit certain as the world." "Do you always have one when there is snow?" asked Toinette. "Which, a sleigh-ride or a conniption fit?" laughed Lou.
Furthermore, his feeling of self-reproach made him keenly alive to every change upon Toinette's speaking countenance, and when he saw the look of questioning surprise which came over it when one or the other of the Misses Carter made some playful overture at petting her, or one of the other girls, he drew his own deductions.
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