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A large, round box was disclosed. To it was tied a small card. "This is from your papa!" cried Jane. "Oh, let's see what it is!" The wrinkle smoothed. A smile broke, like sudden sunlight after clouds, and shadow.
There was silence between them for some time, then Mrs. Vandemeyer looked up. "What does he want to know, this friend of yours?" Tuppence went through a momentary struggle, but it was Julius's money, and his interests must come first. "He wants to know where Jane Finn is," she said boldly. Mrs. Vandemeyer showed no surprise. "I'm not sure where she is at the present moment," she replied.
"Let her cry," said Robert desperately; "if she howls loud enough, someone may hear and come and let us out." "And see the soda-water thing," said Anthea swiftly. "Robert, don't be a brute. Oh, Jane, do try to be a man! It's just the same for all of us." Jane did try to "be a man" and reduced her howls to sniffs. There was a pause. Then Cyril said slowly, "Look here. We must risk that syphon.
Clayton," said the girl, "because I know you are big enough and generous enough to have done it just for him and, oh Cecil, I wish I might repay you as you deserve as you would wish." "Why can't you, Jane?" "Because I love another." "Canler?" "No." "But you are going to marry him. He told me as much before I left Baltimore." The girl winced. "I do not love him," she said, almost proudly.
Forasmuch as my niece, Jane Tracy, has watched and waited for my death these two-and-twenty years, I leave her all the shoes, slippers, and goloshes, whereof I may happen to die possessed: item, I leave Julian, her son, my 'Whole Duty of Man, convinced that he is deficient in it all: item, I confirm all the gifts which I intend to make upon my death-bed: item, forasmuch as General Tracy, my niece's husband, on his return from abroad, greeted me with much affection, I bequeath and give to him five thousand pounds' worth of Exchequer bills, now in my banker's hands; and appoint him my sole executor.
"Where do you want to go?" asked the boy. "To Jane Merrick's place. They call it Elmhurst, I guess." "It's straight ahead," said Kenneth, as the mare walked on. His questioner also started and paced beside him. "Far from here?" "A mile, perhaps." "They said it was three from the village, but I guess I've come a dozen a'ready." The boy did not reply to this.
Phillips would not allow me to refuse, I know; and Jane, too, is anxious for me to have a talk with Francis." "And you would like it yourself, too?" said Mr. Brandon. "Yes, very much indeed," said Elsie, honestly. "I will be glad to have the chance of seeing you. By the by, Phillips forgot to ask me; but I will forgive him, and invite myself."
Her whole aspect seemed to have changed with the descent into the conventionality of the village street. The old, gentle though capable and self-contained reserve had returned. She moved beside Orde with dignity. "I came down with Jane and Mrs. Hubbard to see Mr. Hubbard off on the boat for Milwaukee last night," she told him. "Of course we had to wait over Sunday. Mrs.
And, having learned from Jane how to pretend to do it, you need not churn in earnest till the dragoons ride into the yard. Listen to Jane, and you, Jane, for the next ten minutes, teach the lady how to talk Staffordshire fashion." "Rate y'are, Master Noll," said Jane, who was plainly bursting with the importance of her task.
It looked like the Lord was leadin' me all the time, says she, 'but the way things turned out it must 'a' been Satan. I got to Mary just two hours before she died, and she looked up in my face and says, "Mother, I knew God wouldn't let me die till I'd seen you once more."" Here Aunt Jane took off her glasses and wiped her eyes.
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