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I would that I had thee and that we two were going to England out of this terrible strife. Farewell. "Thine own dear brother, Primrose ran weeping to her aunt and gave her the long epistle. Madam Wetherill tried to comfort her, and presently she dried her tears a little. "We can hardly call him a traitor, Gilbert Vane, I mean, for he has not really betrayed his country, but changed his mind.
"Oh, Madam Wetherill," exclaimed Miss Franks, "put her best gown on Miss Bella and send her by mistake. Wait until dusk and no one will ever know." "Not even in the morning?" asked Andrew with a touch of merriment, while the others laughed. "Nay, the best gown is not needed if you want to pass off someone in her stead," said Norris. "That would be suspected at once. Plan again." "Oh, I forgot!
Mistress Janice sprang into her saddle. As they were going out of the courtyard, she exclaimed: "Let us take Fairemount, Madam Wetherill, and find some wild flowers. The spring is late, to be sure, but they must be in bloom." "There will be no danger, I think," said Patty softly, as she re-entered the room. "I will have my netting and sit here by the child's bed.
And there is poor Betty Randolph, full of sorrow. No, I mean to be like Madam Wetherill, who can always do as she pleases." "Silly child! I should be sorry indeed for the man who took thee. But Madam Wetherill was married once." "And her husband died. No, I cannot bear death and sorrow," and she gave a quick shiver. "Thou hast made trouble enough for Andrew.
But first of all he was to get sound and in good spirits, and Madam Wetherill quite insisted that he should spend the winter in Philadelphia and really study the country he knew so little about. Dinner-time came, and she would have him stay. Every moment he thought Primrose more bewitching.
Madam Wetherill was cut to the very heart by the sad incident, for she loved Bessy as if she had been her own daughter, and she was tenderly attached to baby Primrose, who was too little to realize all she had lost. When Friend Henry preferred his claim to his brother's child, he was met by some very decided opposition.
Aunt Lois trained her in spelling, in sums in addition, sewing patchwork, and spinning on the small wheel. But there was not enough in the simple living to keep a child busy half the time, and she soon found ways of roaming about, generally guarded by Rover. Aunt Wetherill had said, "In six months you are coming back to us," so at first she was very glad she was not to stay always.
She paused a moment for a word with Rachel, a nice, wholesome-looking girl with the freshness of youth, and who responded quietly but made no effort for conversation. Faith was still chatting with the grandmother. Madam Wetherill stepped on the block and mounted her horse as deftly as a young person might. "The youth Andrew is not so straitlaced," she ruminated.
There was much consultation before the matter was settled. And though, when the time came, she moved some chests of goods out to the farm and made a pretense of settling, she and Madam Wetherill soon after went up to New York and were gone three full months. James Henry found himself circumvented in a good many ways by woman's wit.
Madam Wetherill laughed. "Betty Mason was complaining of being so mewed up all winter. And now her baby is old enough to leave, and she might come down and see the changes planned for the town, and the other changes since the winter she had her gay fling. What a little girl I was! And she being a widow can watch us, but Phil has such sharp eyes that he might be a veritable dragon.
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