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Updated: May 29, 2025
The whole of Angelina's heart was now devoted to Rose's service, Rose's was not devoted to Angelina?... And always Angelina wondered when her friend would return, watched for him in the dusk, awoke in the early mornings and listened for him, searched the Square with its trees and its fountain for his presence. "Wosie, when did he say he'd come next?" But Rose could not tell.
"If it weren't for that wretched doll, I believe one could get some sense out of the child." "I think it's a mistake, nurse, to let Miss Angelina play with that doll so much." "Well, mum, it'd be difficult to take it from her now. She's that wrapped in it." ... And so she was.... Rose stood to Angelina for so much more than Rose. "Oh, Wosie, when will he come again.... P'r'aps never.
She sat there in a dreamy ecstasy rocking the red-cheeked creature in her arms, seeing, with her black eyes, visions and the beauty of a thousand worlds. The name Rose was given to her. Rose had been kept, as a name, until some one worthy should arrive.... "Wosie Bwaid," a very good name.
And I'm forgetting. I can't remember at all about the funny water and the twee with the flowers, and all of it. Wosie, you 'member Whisper." And Rose offered in her own mysterious, taciturn way the desired comfort. And then, of course, the crisis arrived. I am sorry about this part of the story.
Angelina, still listening, at last smiled; then, with a little sigh, sat back in her chair. "Heavens! Miss 'Lina! What were you doing there? How you frightened me!" Angelina left her chair, and went across to the window. "Auntie Emily," she said, "put Wosie into the fire, she did. But Wosie's saved.... He's just come and told me." "Lord, Miss 'Lina, how you talk!"
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