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Lucina pulled a little fleecy white wrap over her head, and immediately took leave. Jerome stood aside to let her pass. Elmira followed her to the outer door, and his mother called him in a sharp whisper, "J'rome, come here." When he had reached his mother's side she pinched his arm hard. "Go home with her," she whispered. Jerome stared at her. "Do ye hear what I say? Go home with her."
Then, when Lucina looked at him with innocent wonder, he said, hurriedly, "Now, Pretty I am going now," and went down to excuse himself to his guests. Eliphalet Means, whose partner Abigail had become by this deflection, nodded, and seated himself at once in his place at table, the pleasant titillation of the punch in his veins and approval in his heart.
When Lucina returned, and 'Liza followed with the extra cups and plates, and the tea began, he accepted what was proffered him, and ate and drank with manners as mild and grateful as Lucina's. She could scarcely taste the full savor of her fruit-cake, after all, so occupied she was in furtively watching this strange boy. Her blue eyes were big with surprise.
But Miss Camilla, having welcomed her brother with gentle warmth, greeted this little poor Jerome with as sweet a courtesy as if he had been the Governor, and bade Lucina run to the house and ask 'Liza to fetch two more cups and saucers and two plates, and motioned both her guests to be seated on the arbor bench.
"Oh, the little boy I had to weed my garden! A good little boy," Camilla said. Lucina winced a little. She did not quite like Jerome to be spoken of in that mildly reminiscent way. "He's grown up now, you know, Aunt Camilla," said she. "Yes, my dear, and he is as good a young man as he was a boy, I hear."
The day was very warm droning huskily with insects, and stirring lazily with limp leaves. There had been no rain for a long time, and the road smoked high with white dust at every foot-fall. Lucina raised her green and white muslin skirts above her embroidered petticoat, and set her little feet as lightly as a bird's.
When winter came again, he used to hasten secretly along the road, not wishing to meet Lucina for a new reason lest she discover how thin his coat was against the wintry blast, how thin his shoes against the snow. "I never thought Jerome was so close," Elmira sometimes said to her mother. "He ain't close, he's got an object," returned Ann, with a shrewd, mysterious look.
Bollaert has described "Geological Proceedings" volume 2 page 598, a singular mass of stratified detritus, gravel, and sand, eighty-one yards in thickness, overlying the limestone, and abounding with loose masses of silver ore. Lucina Americana, E. Forbes. Terebratula inca, E. Forbes. Terebratula aenigma, D'Orbigny.
"She has not taken a notion to pipe, and I doubt if she will at present," said Abigail, with a little bridle of feminine delicacy, "and he is a good young man, though, of course, it would scarcely be advisable if she did fancy him, but she does not. Lucina has never concealed anything from me since she was born, and I know " "Then it's the boy you're worrying about?" Abigail nodded.
Boswell has preserved a poor epigram by Johnson, inscribed "Ad Lauram parituram." Mr. Croker censures the poet for applying the word puella to a lady in Laura's situation, and for talking of the beauty of Lucina. Croker's criticisms by an appeal to Horace.
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