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'Very well, Ma, returned Lavvy, 'then I think you had much better have left it alone. The lofty glare with which the majestic woman received this answer, might have embarrassed a less pert opponent, but it had no effect upon Lavinia: who, leaving her parent to the enjoyment of any amount of glaring at she might deem desirable under the circumstances, accosted her sister, undismayed.
She had left off watching for the old red mail-cart to come round the corner at the bottom. Sometimes, at long intervals, there would be a letter for her from Aunt Lavvy or Dan or Mrs. Sutcliffe. She couldn't tell when it would come, but she knew on what days the long trolleys would stop by Mr.
'Let him alone, Ma, Miss Lavvy interposed with haughtiness. 'It is indifferent to me what he says or does. 'Nay, Lavinia, quoth Mrs Wilfer, 'this touches the blood of the family. If Mr George Sampson attributes, even to my youngest daughter 'Peace! said Mrs Wilfer, solemnly.
'And now you will naturally want to know, dearest Ma and Lavvy, how we live, and what we have got to live upon. Well!
Miss Lavvy came out to open the gate, waited on by that attentive cavalier and friend of the family, Mr George Sampson. 'Why, it's never Bella! exclaimed Miss Lavvy starting back at the sight. And then bawled, 'Ma! Here's Bella! This produced, before they could get into the house, Mrs Wilfer. Who, standing in the portal, received them with ghostly gloom, and all her other appliances of ceremony.
Do you really think he is so very good?" "I don't think anything. I don't know anything, except that God is love." "Jehovah wasn't." "Jehovah " Aunt Lavvy stopped herself. "I mustn't talk to you about it because I promised your mother I wouldn't." It was very queer. Aunt Lavvy's opinions had something to do with religion, yet Mamma said you mustn't talk about them. "I promised, too.
How could she think otherwise than kindly of a man in spite of his faults, who was ever ready to champion her? And she dropped off to sleep no longer saying that she would not meet him. Lavinia slept late and was only aroused by Betty hammering at her door. "Get up get up, Miss Lavvy. A fine gentleman's a-waiting to see 'ee. 'Tis him as I see go out with 'ee last night from the concert." "Mr.
All morning Mamma and Aunt Lavvy sat in the dining-room, one on each side of the fireplace. Aunt Lavvy read James Martineau's Endeavours After the Christian Life, and Mamma read "The Pulpit in the Family" out of the Sunday At Home. Somehow you couldn't do it with Aunt Lavvy in the room. In the afternoon when she went upstairs to lie down perhaps.
She had felt angry with her mother for making her live in it, for expecting her to be content, for thinking that Dorsy and Miss Louisa and Miss Kendal were enough. She had been angry with Aunt Lavvy for talking about her to Miss Kendal. Yet if it weren't for Miss Kendal she wouldn't be going into Durlingham to see Professor Lee Ramsden.
The maid was saying, "Miss Charlotte asked for a large piece of plum cake, ma'am," and Aunt Lavvy added a large piece of plum cake to the plate of thin bread and butter. Mary thought: "There can't be much the matter with her if she can eat all that." "Can I see her?" she said. She heard the woman whisper, "Better not." She was glad when she left the room. "Has old Louisa gone, then?"
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