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Updated: May 13, 2025
She never had a childhood 't was dropped out of her life in some way, and a Greek grammar inlaid instead. Of her mother we know little. She is never quoted; never referred to; her wishes were so whisperingly expressed that they have not reached us. She glides, a pale shadow, across the diary pages. Her husband's will was to her supreme; his whim her conscience.
"Allen," said a voice, in which my ear detected the unwonted tremulous faltering, "be firm, be calm. I keep my promise. The hour is come in which you may again see the Lilian of old, mind to mind, soul to soul." Faber's hand took mine, and led me into the house. "You do, then, fear that this interview will be too much for her strength?" said I, whisperingly.
"I am trying to banish it by contemplating the Blessed Damozel," she said, and quoted whisperingly: "'The Blessed Damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven."
"Och, votes for women!" she said wearily; and tried to make herself remember that after all there were some unstained noble things in the world by singing whisperingly a verse from the Women's Marseillaise. "There's many singing that song to-day in prison that would be glad to sit and breathe fresh air and look at a fine view as you're doing, so you ought to be thankful!"
As the master was away and no kind of state necessary, she breakfasted in the kitchen with Mary and Mrs. Goudie. Her baby was asleep in its cradle, which she gently swung with her foot while eating; and the three women all spoke whisperingly.
"Just so, we must pet him and make sure of him; dine with me to-night at eight, the rest of the party will be here, you can then state your arrangements; ta, ta." Seeing from the window the tall, soldier-like figure safe down the steps and making rapid strides through the square, she throws herself on to a lounging chair, with both her hands pressed to her side, says whisperingly
"This is Winnanbar?" she whisperingly said, "this is Winnanbar! I did not think I was-so near." . . . A thankful look came to her face. She rose, and took the child again and pressed it to her breast, and her eyes brooded upon it. "Now she is beautiful," I thought, and waited for her to speak. "Sir " she said at last, and paused.
"No no!" she answered, whisperingly "It's nothing! Oh, Robin! why are you here at this time of night? Do go away!" "Not I!" and Robin placed one foot firmly on the tough and gnarled branch of a giant wistaria that was trained thickly all over that side of the house "I'm coming up!" "Oh, Robin!"
I had not heard him come in. I was too proud and grieved to speak or to weep. So I dried my tears and sat stiffly silent. "You are tired, dear!" said my husband, tenderly. "No, it's no matter." "Everything is matter to me that concerns you. You know that, you believe that, Delphine?" "Why, what a strange sound! just as it used to sound!" I said to myself, whisperingly.
Whisperingly spoke my sister to me, over her shoulder, with an air of triumph and scorn: but I did not mind her. My mother was all kindness and condescension. I asked her once, if she were pleased with the tea? I was very proud of this encouraging goodness: and all blew over, as I hoped, between my father and me; for he also spoke kindly to me two or three times.
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