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Vawse; I wanted to see you to get a lesson of quiet contentment." "I never thought you wanted such a lesson, Miss Alice. What's the matter?" "I can't get over John's going away." Her lip trembled and her eye was swimming as she said so. The old woman passed her hands over the gentle head, and kissed her brow.
Jenny Hitchcock, and the Huffs, and the Dennisons and others, came now and then; but Ellen did not like to see any of them all but Mrs. Vawse. Alice longed for her brother. He came at last, just before New Year. It was the middle of a fine afternoon, and Alice and her father had gone in the sleigh to Carra-carra.
Vawse spends about half her time at my father's." "I am very glad of that." "Mrs. Marshman wrote me to bring you back with me if I could, and said she had a home for you always at Ventnor." "How kind she is," said Ellen; "how many friends I find everywhere. It seems to me, John, that everybody almost loves me." "That is a singular circumstance! However, I am no exception to the rule, Ellie."
"No more of that Japanese 'vawse' business!" warned Dunk. "I won't stand for it." "No, these are genuine bargains," declared the student who was working his way through college. "I'll show you. I got 'em from a friend of mine, who's selling out. I can make a little something on them, and you'll get swell scarfs at less than you'd pay for them in a store."
I don't see how she could do it, for my part: I know I couldn't." "Ah, neighbour," said Mrs.Vawse, "Ellen looks higher than to please her aunt; she tries to please her God; and one can bear people's words or looks, when one is pleasing Him. She is a dear child!" "And there's 'Brahm," said Mrs. Van Brunt; "he thinks the hull world of her. I never see him take so to any one.
About a mile and a half to the south, rose the mountain where Nancy Vawse lived, craggy and bare; but the leafless trees, and stern, jagged rocks were wrapped in the haze; and through this the sun, now near the setting, threw his mellowing rays, touching every slope and ridge with a rich, warm glow.
They opened wider than usual, for, instead of her Aunt Fortune, it was the figure of Miss Nancy Vawse that presented itself. She came in briskly, and, shutting the door behind her, advanced to the bedside. "Well," said she, "there you are! Why, you look smart enough. I've come to see you." "Have you?" said Ellen, uneasily.
"John," said Ellen, one day, some time after Mrs. Vawse had left them, "do you think Mr. Humphreys would let me go into his study every day when he is out, to put it in order and dust the books?" "Certainly. But why does not Margery do it?" "She does, I believe, but she never used to; and I should like to do it very much if I was sure he would not dislike it.
Seeing, however, that Mrs. Chauncey still looked her wish, Margery went on half under her breath "Why, Ma'am, the way it was I had come up to get some linen out of the closet, for I had watched my time; Mrs. Chauncey sees, I was afeard of finding Mr. John here, and I knew he was lying down just then, so " "Lying down was he?" said Mrs. Vawse. "I did not know he had taken any rest to-day."
"There was a vawse come late last night, sir; I don't know if it's that, it's old-fashioned enough." "Then will you bring it up at once, please? I want to see it." Mrs. Rapkin retired, to reappear presently with the brass bottle.
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