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Newhaven whose appearance, by the way, though hardly distinguished, was not quite so unornamental as the curate had led us to expect looked slightly displeased, but Jack gave him no time for remonstrance. He whisked Trix off, and began to serve all in a moment. I had a vision of Lady Queenborough approaching from the house with face aghast.
Dora did not ask the curate to dinner that night, but he dropped in about nine o'clock to ask her opinion as to the hymns on Sunday; and finding Miss Trix and Newhaven in the small drawing room, he sat down and talked to them. This was too much for Trix; she had treated him very kindly and had allowed him to amuse her; but it was impossible to put up with presumption of that kind.
You shall always have your two rooms in the court kept for you; and if anybody slights you, d them! let them have a care of ME. I shall marry early Trix will be a duchess by that time, most likely; for a cannon ball may knock over his grace any day, you know." "How?" says Harry. "Hush, my dear!" says my Lord Viscount.
"You are one of Mr Connor's daughters. The eldest, I presume. I have not the pleasure of knowing your name." "No-o! I am not Trix. She is a child, only fifteen. I was nineteen on my last birthday. I am," for once in her life Mollie had the grace to blush, and looked a trifle discomposed "I'm Mollie Farrell." The glance which the old man cast upon her was the reverse of flattering.
I hope you two girls will never take part in such an incident again while you are with me." Agnes said, "I'm sorry, Miss Shipman," but when the teacher's back was turned, Trix screwed her face into a horrid mask and ran out her tongue at Agnes. Her spitefulness fairly boiled over. This was the first day Agnes had been late getting home, so she missed the first part of an incident of some moment.
She used to bust into tears when Altamont came home: she used to sigh and wheep over the pore child, and say, "My child, my child, your father is false to me;" or, "your father deceives me;" or "what will you do when your pore mother is no more?" or such like sentimental stuff. It all came from Mother Shum, and her old trix, as I soon found out.
She clutched the paper bag fiercely as she said this to herself, then her eyes filled, and her lips trembled, as she added, "How could he do it, before her, too?" Now Tom was quite guiltless of this offence, and had always nodded to Polly when they met; but it so happened he had always been alone till now, and that was why it cut so deeply, especially as Polly never had approved of Trix.
Betsey is quite as stylish and ever so much prettier than Perky, and she knows it, which is an aggravation." Polly could n't help laughing, but grew sober a minute after, as Trix said, pettishly, "Well, I 'm sick of hearing about beggars; I believe half of them are humbugs, and if we let them alone they 'd go to work and take care of themselves.
She had one chance for life perfect quiet and that destroyed it." On the fourth day, a letter from England, in a woman's hand, and deeply bordered with black, arrived. Edith, in the first days of her illness, had told Trix to open all her letters. She would have passed the power over to her brother now, but he waved it away impatiently.
"Oh, I see; but it is perfectly exasperating!" "So it is; but you may get some fun out of it yet, Trix, by turning the tables upon them all." "How? Tell me! I'll do anything to get the better of them." "I cannot tell you now, for here comes my escort with my lemonade, and this matter must remain a secret between you and me.
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