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But you ain't a bit like my canary to-day; you have no sing in you to-day; ain't you happy, my pretty lady?" "I have had some trouble since I saw you last, Harold," said Charlotte. "Dear, dear!" sighed Harold, "everybody seems to have lots of trouble. I wonder why. No; I don't think Mr. Hinton would think you pretty to-day.
She was seated in the room where she had slept as a baby, as a child, as a girl; and now, now she must wake from this semi-dream, she must rouse herself, she must think it out. Hinton was right in saying that in a time of great trouble a very noble part of Charlotte would awake; that in deep waters such a nature as hers would rise, not sink.
"What!" said her father, "you will give up Hinton for me, Lottie!" "Even that I will do for you," she said, and she stooped and kissed his gray head. "I believe you love me, Lottie. I shall think of that all the week you are away. You are sure you will only remain away one week?"
That talk drew their hearts still closer together; it was plain that such a paltry thing as money could not divide these friends. Hinton had left the Harmans' house, after his strange interview with Charlotte, with a stunned feeling. It is not too much to say of this young man that he utterly failed to realize what had befallen him.
Think of the expense, and it would be of no use, no use whatever." "Leave the expense to me, and also the chance of its doing any good. I should never have an easy moment if I let that little lad die without having done all in my power. Two heads are better than one. Do you object to consulting with Dr. "By no means, Mr. Hinton. He is a noted authority on such cases."
As he had expected, his tale aroused her warmest enthusiasm and interest. "John," she said, "something must be done. The boy must not die!" "He must go to Torquay," replied Hinton. "That is most manifest. But the difficulty will be how. They are very proud people. The difficulty will be how to induce them to accept aid from outsiders."
She had obtained what her heart had pined for. She wanted another little drop of bliss to complete her overflowing cup. Charlotte Home was unselfish in her joy. There was a shadow on another's brow. She wanted that shadow to depart; in short, she wanted Hinton and Charlotte to meet; not only to meet, but as quickly as possible to marry.
Finding that Hinton was worse, and Sparks delirious, left them to the care of the Dooty of the village; having given him amber and beads sufficient to purchase victuals for them if they lived, and to bury them if they died. If they recovered, he engaged to join them to the first coffle travelling to Gambia.
The article was not by Reeve; but we may fairly suppose that he to some extent, at least inspired it; and that also to some extent the inspiration was supplied by Lord Westbury. Hinton St. George, January 24th I wish you were here for two or three days' shooting before the season closes, as the weather is so mild and beautiful, and I hear that in London it is miserably cold. So tell Mrs.
Was it possible that her father had done something wrong long ago in his life, and that the remembrance of that wrong that sin was what ailed him now? Was it possible that her uncle Jasper, who always appeared so frank and open, had deceived her? Was it possible that Hinton knew that she was deceived? These thoughts did not trouble her much in the daytime, but at night they rose to agonies.
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