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He was so tender and full of nonsense, yet so much in earnest, that she rose reluctantly. But like Hanny, with the eager joy of youth, she soon forgot everything except the pure pleasure, and the delight of gratifying dear Doctor Joe, who was so strong and gentle that she could not even feel a bit nervous. As for Hanny, she was really enchanted.
Hanny felt rather glad he was not down her end of the boat. They had brilliant luck for a little while. Then the other boat shifted about; they had not caught a single crab, and there were loud murmurs of discontent. The others had the best place. "You make such a racket you frighten them away," said Ben. "Can they hear?" asked Hanny.
They all decided Charles Reed would make a fine conscientious clergyman. Doctor Joe stood at the doorway of the Institute. It was still in Madison Street, though it was to go up-town and be transformed into a college. The girls came trooping out, they were really girls then, and had a deliciously girlish air. "Oh, Joe!" cried Hanny, glancing up rather in amaze. What had happened?
Now and then, Mrs. French would remark, "Don't, Eva, that is not a nice thing to say." Still she was bright, and at times Hanny had to laugh. She found so many Dickens' people along the streets; and really they did look like the pictures by Cruikshank.
She had never seen so large a one in the stores. He was covered with real hair, had a splendid mane and tail and beautiful eyes. His silver-mounted red trappings were extremely gorgeous. "He's magnificent!" declared Ben. "Hanny, just try him. Don't be a little 'fraid-cat!" as she hung back. "See here!" Lu sprang on and took an inspiriting gallop.
It's the Valentine plot. They're going to take her away sometime. They're all very poor, you know. She died in the winter. People said she was beautiful; but," Ann lowered her voice, "they were awful poor, and it is said she didn't have comfortable things. I should hate to be so poor; shouldn't you?" Hanny shuddered.
Margaret went up-stairs to pull off her best dress and put on her pink gingham. She had just finished and was calling for Hanny, when Stephen caught her in his arms. "Dear Peggy you must have guessed." "Oh, Stephen! It seems so strange. Is it really so? I never dreamed " "I fell in love with Dolly months ago. There were so many caring for her that I hardly hoped myself.
Just at that instant he opened the bluest of eyes, stared at Hanny with a grave aspect, tried to put his fist into his mouth and with a soft little sound dropped to sleep again. A wordless sense of delight and mystery stole over the little girl. She seemed lifted up to Heaven's very gates.
A little girl came out of an alley way with a peculiar jerky movement, like a hop and a skip, while she kept one hand on her knee. Her hip was large, her shoulder pushed up and apparently bent over. "Hello!" she said to Hanny. "What's the matter with her?" nodding her head. "Wish't I had a cheer like that. I'd cut a great swell. My! ain't she pritty?" "She's been ill," returned Hanny.
Delia looked over the old things, and sent Dolly and Hanny some antiquities of a century or more. Then she packed and boxed hers, for she knew her mother might deal them out to indifferent people. She thought it would be a good plan to hire out the house to some one who would board her mother and Theodore; and presently one of the married sisters, Mrs. Ferris, decided she would come.
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