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Updated: May 8, 2025
Celestina put her arms gravely about his neck and he pressed his lips to her cheek. Then he strode quickly toward the gate. Just before passing out, he looked back. The wardeness had finished adjusting the ribbon and was contemplatively inspecting it.
"A crust of bread is what I crave!" he repeated. "A single crust, and a little water!" "Here's some water, drink this!" Uggug bellowed, emptying a jug of water over his head. "Well done, my boy!" cried the Vice-Warden. "That's the way to settle such folk!" "Clever boy!", the Wardeness chimed in. "Hasn't he good spirits?"
In this charming prison, whose walls were overrun with flowering vines, and whose cells were pretty vestal bowers, entered the bard and the young girl, to be met on the front porch by the wardeness herself, a mite of a woman, with wavy yellow hair, fine complexion and washed-out blue eyes.
Where a mother save in one whose heart is the tenderest?" Diplomatic Straws! Impulsively the wardeness crossed to Celestina; her blue eyes beamed with sentiment and friendliness. "I will give her my personal attention," she said. And then to the young girl: "We will be friends, won't we?" "Yes," replied Celestina, slowly, after a moment's discreet hesitation.
Her mother," he added in a low voice, "was a beautiful quadroon; her father" here Straws mentioned a name. The wardeness flushed furiously. "Father died; always meant to make it right; didn't; crime of good intentions! Virago of an aunt; regular termagant; hates the girl! Where was a home to be found for her? Where" gazing around him "save this Eden?
She was glad the other did not kiss her like Feu-de-joie. "I always like," said the wardeness, "to feel my little girls are all my little friends." "Mademoiselle," exclaimed the bard, "I'll I'll dedicate my next volume of poems to you!" "Really, Mr. Straws!" "For every kindness to her, you shall have a verse," he further declared.
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