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And this is my mother, Mrs. Boyd." "And I am Miss Trenham. This is my mother." The two ladies shook hands in an old-fashioned manner. "Do you go up Elm Place? Then let us walk together. Is this your first year here?" "Yes," answered Lilian. "I hope you liked our clergyman and will come again." "I think mother will feel more at home." Miss Trenham smiled. "I come here largely for my mother's sake.
You will make a fine linguist, and that is quite a gift for a woman. Then I have been interested in your voice. You sang with much power and beauty tonight. It is not the ordinary girlish voice." "Miss Trenham said it was a contralto. I don't know the difference between that and an alto. Of course, I sang in school at Laconia, and took quite a part in the closing exercises.
Dane still preserved her suspicious aspect, and of course the whole school was eager for every bit of news. Lilian said nothing to her mother about the talk, she seemed rather fretful and uneasy, as if she was annoyed by the girl's presence. So on Thursday afternoon she went out for a walk. Just beyond the gate she saw Edith Trenham coming toward her. "Oh, were you going out?
Dane opened her door on the landing and crossed the hall. "Oh, you have returned. Did you see your friend, Miss Trenham?" There was something curious in the tone. "I did not go to the house." Yet she colored as if it was a prevarication. "No?" was all the comment in the same tone. But her mother was not so easily put off. "Did you see your pretty invalid friend and her Christmas work?"
Miss Graniss is going to take us down town when the stores are lighted up, but it's so long to wait until evening." "Mother is ill and I want to stay with her," Lilian returned coldly, provoked at the selfishness. She read awhile, then took up some embroidery. Miss Trenham came in with the gift of a beautiful volume of poems. Claire sent a little reminder in a most exquisite book mark.
Mother and I have been very busy the last four days cleaning and putting things in order. We spent our Christmas at Mrs. Lane's and had a really delightful time. We had planned some time ago to have you share it with us, and now can you not spare us Sunday, if you are not going " "The change is to be made on Monday. Oh, Miss Trenham I can hardly describe my feelings.
Miss Trenham rose and kissed the young girl tenderly, knowing that tears were very near the surface. After she had gone Lilian gave way to them. She had not the easily adaptive nature to go in her new home and take the best at once, though it had been held out with such winning tenderness. The beautiful face of Zaidee instead of adding a radiance seemed to shadow the path.
It makes excellent teachers, as well, and you do have many happy times. Think of a settlement of hundreds of girls!" "Mrs. Barrington will only have twenty boarders and there are about twenty day scholars." "Not a very large family to be sure, but enough to give you some variety. You look as if you might be a good student." Lilian colored. Mrs. Trenham was entertaining the mother.
She was making a warm friend of Edith Trenham, who was often puzzled by her. How did she get this wonderful insight into such a beautiful world full of possible endeavor. The simple prettiness of the Trenham home was very charming to her. This was what she would make for her mother, only there would be a little more.
Think, what an evening we would have together, and I've only three days more. I have to start Wednesday evening and report on Thursday. Well, will you give me the pleasure?" He rose then, and bending over, kissed her. "I'd like you to meet my friends " "Well for a moment." Mrs. Trenham and Edith came in. "Just say a quiet good-bye to Claire," Edith whispered.
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