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It passed, and she was once more eager to go forth under the blue sky that followed the tempest. 'Will you go with me to Mrs. Cosgrove's this evening? she asked of her husband. He consented, and after dinner they sought the hotel where their acquaintance was staying.
Between this lady and Miss Barfoot there were considerable divergences of opinion, yet they agreed on a sufficient number of points to like each other very well. Occasionally one of Mrs. Cosgrove's protegees passed into Miss Barfoot's hands, abandoning the thought of matrimony for study in Great Portland Street. Rhoda Nunn, also, had a liking for Mrs.
A few weeks after Cosgrove's case was discharged, I heard a noise at the office door, as if some animal was pawing it, and on opening it, saw there this huge bull-dog, accompanied by another dog that held up one of its front legs, evidently broken. They entered the office. I cut several pieces of wood, and fastened them firmly to the leg with adhesive plaster, after straightening the limb.
'But as for the "no harm in trying," well, let us ask the wife's opinion in a year's time. Midway in the London season on Sunday afternoon, about a score of visitors were assembled in Mrs. Cosgrove's drawing-rooms there were two of them, with a landing between. As usual, some one sat at the piano, but a hum of talk went on as undercurrent to the music.
This was, surely, a queer sort of arrest, a lovely kind of cell, and a most friendly pair of jailers, the little runaway had fallen among, and that she dreamed wonderful dreams, glowing with roses and fragrant with perfume, was not to be wondered at, for Mrs. Cosgrove's linen was sweet enough to induce even more delicious fancies. But what of poor, lost, erring, headstrong Tessie Warlitz?
'No, she is not in very good health, said Widdowson vaguely. 'She has gone this afternoon to Mrs. Cosgrove's I think you know her. Less encouragement to remain could not have been offered, but Rhoda conceived a hope of hearing something significant if she persevered in conversation. The awkwardness of doing so was indifferent to her. 'Shall you be leaving town shortly, Mr. Widdowson?
Not even the talkative Kate Jordan, who worked next to Mrs. Brodix and kept her eyes and ears attentive during Molly Cosgrove's visit to the afflicted mill hand, guessed any of this, while the escape of Tessie Wartliz, from the very grasp of Officer Cosgrove, remained a secret with those who directly encountered the business end of that experience.
They left immediately. The dog that came with Cosgrove's dog I never saw before nor since." Do not these stories adequately show that the dogs reasoned and drew new inferences from a new experience? Knowing your interest in dogs, I venture to send you the following story.
Monica found more attraction in books as her life grew more unhappy. Though with reluctance Widdowson had consented to a subscription at Mudie's, and from the new catalogues she either chose for herself, necessarily at random, or by the advice of better-read people, such as she met at Mrs. Cosgrove's. What modern teaching was to be got from these volumes her mind readily absorbed.
The change that had come over him was remarkable. He could not keep his seat, and began to pace the end of the room. Seeing no possibility of prolonging the talk for her own purposes, Rhoda accepted this dismissal, and with the briefest leave-taking went her way to Mrs. Cosgrove's. She was deeply agitated.
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