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"No pills all jelly!" she had time to say smilingly, before the door opened and three persons came into the room: Doctor Studdiford, handsomer and more boyishly radiant than ever; Miss Toland, quite gray, but erect and vigorous still; and little Anna, a splendid, glowing ten-year-old, in the blue serge sailor suit and round straw hat made popular by the little English princess. Babel followed.
He was very musical, you know; he'd look daggers at you if you happened to sneeze in the middle of one of his Beethoven sonatas. Tim's mother was very sweet, beautiful, too, but spoiled, Julia, spoiled!" "Too much money!" Julia said, shaking her head. "Exactly there you have it!" Miss Toland assented triumphantly. "I've seen too much of it not to know it.
"We'll take some sort of little place in Oxfordshire," Miss Toland said, "and then we can run up to London " "'We?" Julia echoed. She gazed bewilderedly at the other woman for a moment, then put her hands over her face and burst into tears. A month like a nightmare followed. Julia had never grown to care for the Pacific Avenue house; now it came to have an absolute horror for her.
She called upon her daughter, to Julia's secret embarrassment, though the girl introduced this overdressed, sallow, hard-eyed mother with what dignity she could muster to Miss Pierce, Miss Scott, and Miss Toland. Emeline laughed and talked with an air of ease, was forced into silence when Julia said the closing prayer, and burst out laughing at its close. "That does sound so funny, dolling!
He proposed to form a society which he called Socratia; the hymns to be sung by the members were the Odes of Horace, and the prayers were blasphemous productions, composed by Toland, in derision of those used in the Roman Church.
The Toland garden was full of roses, bright in level sunshine, windows and doors were all wide open, and the odours from bowls of flowers drifted about the house. Barbara, lovely in white, came to meet them. "Come in, you poor things, you must be roasted! Jim, you're as red as a beet; go take a bath!" said Barbara.
But the Berlin Theological or Literary world at that time, still more the Berlin Social, like a sunk extinct object, continues very dim in those old records; and to say truth, what features we have of it do not invite to miraculous efforts for farther acquaintance. See Formey, Souvenirs d'un Citoyen since, in Toland and the Republican Queen's time, as a light of the world.
Miss Toland had asked, from her fifty years of ignorance, and "Now you must forget all the pain," Mrs. Toland had said, with her motherly smile. Queer, drifting thoughts came and went in her active brain during these quiet days of convalescence.
Of fire-worship Toland observes: "On May-day the Druids made prodigious fires on these cairns, which being every one in sight of some other could not but afford a glorious show over a whole nation.
And affairs of the heart, and offers of marriage, occurred much more often in books than in life. Two or three times a week Miss Toland liked to rise early and go to the beautiful eight o'clock mass at St. Anne's, the big institution for unfortunate girls that was not far from The Alexander Toland Neighbourhood House.
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