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Moore found a place to his mind; and they all halted, with the old baggage wagon, in the woods; and Mitty, and her little brothers and sisters, jumped out and stretched their limbs, and looked way up into the great tall trees to try to see the tops, which seemed to pierce the clouds.
The girls knew better than to wait for her, and then Burke Wright and Mitty strolled up and began talking with Annie. Christina stepped behind them in the narrow pathway for a moment, and it was then that a tall figure loomed up beside her out of the darkness, and a musical voice with a slow Highland accent that it was impossible to mistake, repeated the proper formula.
Lightfoot in woollen robes, and fluttered nervously when the old lady remembered that she had left her spectacles behind. "I brought the empty case; here it is, my dear," she said, offering it to the girl. "Surely you don't intend to take me off without my glasses?" Mitty was sent upstairs on a search for them, and in her absence her mistress suddenly decided that she needed an extra wrap.
Mitty liked it, though it was rather dangerous sport; for, if the tree had fallen upon her pretty little head, she never would have tossed back her bright curls again. Mitty was just the right sort of a Mitty for a little frontier girl.
Her mother missed Ellen sorely and was able to do less every day though she tried in every way to help. And then John went down to the corner and hired Mitty to come up three days a week and do the heavy work, the washing and cleaning, and other things on days when the churning and baking took all Christina's time. Poor Mitty was delighted to come.
Of course he had to resign his fellowship and his beautiful rooms overlooking the garden, and he took his bride abroad. His relations dropped him and he dropped his Oxford friends; then he went and settled in the north. He must have lived there for years; his next move was here." "And have you always known this?" demanded Miss Mitty, her countenance expressing injury and jealousy. Fancy Mrs.
It is my opinion that something has happened. The Shaftos have lived at 'Littlecote' for ten years, and I have never seen the blinds down before to-day." "Oh, you are so fussy and ready to imagine things!" grumbled Mitty, who meanwhile had collected and pocketed the cards with surpassing dexterity.
"Mitty, you just shut up your crying right now, and come and help me put away these clothes, or you'll have to send Burke away in his night-shirt. He'll never get to the war anyway. The British Navy'll have Germany chased out of Europe long before he'll get there and he'll jist have a free trip to the Old Country and a chance to see all his old friends and visit his mother.
I wonder if Mr. Jefferson was ever called plain Tom. "N.B. Give my love to the little girls at Uplands. The Major read the letter aloud to his wife while she sat knitting by the fireside, with Mitty holding the ball of yarn on a footstool at her feet. "What do you think of that, Molly?" he asked when he had finished, his voice quivering with excitement.
"It matters very little where he is so long as he is a gentleman," returned the old lady, so sharply that Mitty began to unwind the worsted rapidly. "Nonsense, Molly," protested the Major, irritably, for he could not stand opposition upon his own hearth-rug. "The boy couldn't be hurt by sitting in the same class with the devil himself nor could Champe, for that matter.
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