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The gentlemen soon went out together, and Elsie spent the morning in Mrs. Travilla's room, chatting with her and assisting her with some coarse garments she was making for her servants. Mrs. Travilla was an earnest Christian, and the lady and the little girl were not long in discovering the tie which existed between them. Mrs.
Travilla, but he is only human, and may make a mistake." "Then try to leave it all in the hands of your heavenly Father, who cannot err, who is infinite in wisdom, power, and in His love for you." "I will try," she said with a quivering lip. "Now please talk to me of something else. Tell me of that young man. Did you say he shot himself?" "Young Beresford, my friend's son? No, he was prevented."
When, half an hour later, a servant came to summon her to the house, with the announcement that her father had returned and was ready to hear her recitations, all signs of agitation had disappeared; she had ceased to tremble, and her fair face was as sweet, bright, and rosy as its wont. She rose instantly on hearing the summons. "You'll excuse me, I know, Mr. Travilla.
Vanilla" to come and make his home with them while in town, and that he had consented to let her send Simon at once for his trunk. "If it will be agreeable to my little friend to have me here?" Mr. Travilla said, taking her hand in his with the affectionate, fatherly manner she had always liked so much in him.
Travilla exchanged the coldest and most distant of salutations, and the party set off; Mr. Travilla riding by Elsie's side, Egerton and Lottie following a little in their rear. Finding it almost a necessity to devote himself to Miss King for the time being, Egerton! took a sudden resolution to make a partial confidante of her, hoping thus to secure a powerful ally.
Elsie Travilla had been early bending over the lowly mound that covered all that was mortal of her heart's best earthly treasure, and though the sweet face was calm and serene as was its wont, bearing no traces of tears, the cheery words and bright smile came readily in sympathy with the mirth of the younger ones; her father and older children, noting the occasional far-off look in the soft brown eyes, knew that her thoughts were ever and anon with the husband of her youth.
Depend upon, it, captain, there is good ground for their complaints." "I fear so," he said, "and am quite as anxious, my dear Mrs. Travilla, as you could wish to set my dear children free from such tyranny; but what can I do? In obedience to orders, I must return to my vessel to-morrow and sail at once for a distant foreign port.
Travilla!" she said, "for I am never going to leave my father; and you know he promised not to give me away, so if you want a little girl you will have to look somewhere else." "Ah! well, I will not despair yet," he replied laughingly, "for I have learned that ladies, both little and large, very often change their minds, and so I shall still live in hopes."
Travilla, and glaring at him with a look of the wildest affright, "he has come to torture me because I won't pray to the Virgin." "It is quite useless," said the doctor, shaking his head sorrowfully; "she evidently does not know you." And the unhappy father turned away and left the room to shut himself up again alone with his agony and remorse.
Her father laughed and passed his hand caressingly over her curls. "I thought you liked me, little Elsie," said Travilla, in a tone of disappointment. "So I do, Mr. Travilla; I like you very much," she replied. "Well, don't you think I would make a good father?"
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