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She rose, now, quickly. "Humph, like as not with everything else going to sixes and sevens that old Chloe's forgot her turkey," and with a heavy sigh that fairly rattled the stiff silk on her bosom she went off in search of the cook. Robin found much difficulty in choosing her room for they all seemed equally lovely in the perfection of their furnishings.
Camwell snatches, and Chloe fires up. Gracious, can't she frown! at him. She never frowns at anybody but him. Caseldy attempted persuasion on Mr. Camwell's behalf. With his mouth at Chloe's ear, he said, 'Give it; let the poor fellow have his memento; despatch him with it. 'I can hear! and that is really kind, exclaimed Duchess Susan. 'Rather a missy-missy schoolgirl sort of necklace, Mr.
He dropped quietly into a chair by the window, and, with the homely scents of the garden mixing with the honest odors of Aunt Chloe's cookery, watched her with an amusement that was as pleasant and grateful as it was strange and unprecedented.
"What do you s'pose he wants with this thing'?" whispered Jeffy; and he pointed to the soft, fair masses of curling hair that rested against the pillow. Jeffy was a spoiled boy, "my doing," everybody said, and it may have been truly. He was Chloe's son, and had inherited her ways and affectionate heart, and for these I forgave him much.
The great perturbation of Chloe's mind threw her into a disorder not many degrees short of madness; and at last she was seized with a violent fever so as to keep her bed. She said she could not bear to look on Amanda; but begged Caelia to be with her as much as possible; which she did, in hopes of bringing herself to ease her mind, by speaking to her of what had given them all this torment.
Don't be trying to trouble yourself with old Chloe's meanings: they haven't any understanding in them for other people to find out." "Why not, Chloe?" "Thee's talking again, Miss Anna.
The good old lady shed tears of joy, to see such a return of Chloe's health, and of cheerfulness in the family; and was perfectly contented, now she saw their melancholy removed, not to inquire into the late cause of it, for fear of renewing their trouble even one moment by the remembrance of it.
How long I might have lingered there I know not, so delicious was the fragrance and so fair the flowers, had not Chloe's voice broken the mocha-stones, scattering the mosses like autumn-leaves. "Honey, I thought I'd waken ye, the day is just cracking," said Chloe, at the door, and she asked me to open it one moment.
We had sat in silence for a few minutes, when Julius suddenly ejaculated, "Uh huh! I knows w'y dis mare doan go. It des flash 'cross my reccommemb'ance." "Why is it, Julius?" I inquired. "Ca'se she sees Chloe." "Where is Chloe?" I demanded. "Chloe's done be'n dead dese fo'ty years er mo'," the old man returned.
The conjecture she formed was not very far amiss, for Chloe's gossip had made her better acquainted with the character of her master than were the other inmates of the cottage; but the extraordinary industry was a mystery to her.
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