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This was a new matter of thought and uneasiness, not now for the first time, in Ellen's mind; and so the time passed, till she crossed the bridge over the little river, and saw the houses of Thirlwall stretching away in the distance. Then she felt comfortable. Long before, she had bethought her that she did not know where to find Dr. Gibson, and had forgotten to ask Jenny.
Her rheumatism is better, but she is still feeling ill and depressed. She slept in Ellen's room and Ellen on the sofa. This evening she made up her mind to go home, but says she will come again tomorrow. Henry brought a bundle of wood and is sending milk twice a day because she is here. Friday, May 10. We do not go out much for walks; they are rather pointless without an object.
She seemed full of a hidden devotion, that filled Pelle with an inward warmth, so that he held up his head very high toward the light. This constant devotion of Ellen's made the children "Family" teasingly call her "the Saint." It gave him much secret pleasure to be admitted to her home, where the robust Copenhagen humor concealed conditions quite patriarchal in their nature.
But work is the bearer of faith, and he felt sure that a way would open out if only he kept on with it unweariedly. He took Ellen's unspoken mistrust of his projects quietly. He felt himself to be greater than she in this; she could not reach up to the level of his head! Pelle was awake as early as four o'clock, although he had gone to bed late.
But I am here, my warning is given, and I can only regret that it comes so late." These words and the exhibition of the scar restored Ellen's confidence in the stranger, and, with it, her fears returned. He perceived this, and proceeded: "Though your case is a desperate one, there is still some hope; there is a possibility of your deliverance from impending peril."
All went to church in the morning; in the afternoon Ellen found that nobody was going; her grandmother was lying down. She asked permission to go alone. "Do you want to go because you think you must, or for pleasure?" said Mrs. Lindsay. "For pleasure," said Ellen's tongue and her opening eyes at the same time. "You may go."
No, he's never going to see Eliza, and if it isn't provisions or love it's nothing short of sickness. Now, whoever is sick down there? It can't be Mary Ellen, because she takes after her father's family and they are all hearty. It must be Mary Ellen's little girls, and the measles are going the rounds. It must be they've all got the measles."
"You mean the time Jim kissed you," she murmured. "Oh, Ellen, I've always been so sorry for " "Well; you needn't be," interrupted Ellen; "I never cared a snap for Jim Dodge; so there!" The youthful matron sighed gently: she felt that she understood poor dear Ellen perfectly, and in token thereof she patted poor dear Ellen's hand. "I know exactly how you feel," she warbled.
Van Brunt moved off without another word, to do what was desired of him apparently quite confounded at having a passenger instead of his more wonted load of bags and barrels. And his face still continued to wear the singular doubtful expression it had put on at first hearing the news. Ellen's trunk was quickly hoisted in, however; and Mrs.
It was not the least of Alice's and Ellen's joy to carry their old friend something that might be for her comfort in her lonely way of life.
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