Clara Vaughan, Volume II (of III)

ing, not at all worth telling. I loved her for them more and more. I never met a girl so warm of heart. Many women can sulk for days; most women can sul

d too much warmth of heart and imagination to live in the folds of that cold-bl

her usual ceremony of knocking at the door. I could not think where she had been all the day; and she had made the gre

g. Save a deal of trouble and do it in no time. But what a job I had to get them to be sure; if the cook's mate hadn't k

helfer? I am sorry

I should have had all my journey for nothing. But Miss Idols kn

everything at college, Mrs. Shelfer; but even we senio

nd it will make them caper. I never see such fine ones, nor

s Isola, with more pride than accuracy, "what q

put in their eyes to scour them out, and keep them bright, and make them see in the dark against the wind. Only see how they crawls. There now, Miss

of him, to

trikes twelve, and then it will have eaten up every bit, and your eyes will be brighter than diamonds. Charley has seen them do it

hem? His eyes are so sharp:

quarter of half." At this recollection, she fetches a little short sigh, her nearest approac

a good big one, into each of his eyes; and let us know the effect

sola finds most pot

he would let me? Why he thinks it a great thing to let me ti

my husband's shoes! I shall expect him to tie mine, I

out the prettiest foot ever

knows better. Though for the likes of you, any one would do anything a most. Pray,

y's boy, and the nephew of the library; but then they were all of them boys, papa's pupils and that, a deal too young for

serve, and that is saying a deal, he'll tie your shoe may

shellfish in his eyes. Why look, Mrs

I often think, Miss Idols, I likes this sort of thing so much, what a pity it is as I wasn't born in the country. I should never be tired of watching the snails, and the earywigs, and the tad

ut, Mrs.

a word about it to him, but I put it by in a chiney-teacup, with the saucer over, in case it should fly away. Bless your heart, young ladies, there it is now, as quiet as anything, and no signs of a butterfly. And when

le, as well as for all your kind nursing, which I can never forget. Now let me buy

wasted. Charley will sell them again in no time. He knows lots of sail

the ophthalmist snails, my sight returned very rapidly. How delicious it was to see more and more every day! Plenty of cold water was t

is most unusual, actually frowning. Has Cora tyrannised, or what? Throu

brought him to the door;

my dar

Conrad. I had set my heart on showin

n't he

you are quite well. He has not got to the corner yet. I can ru

. But say how g

you won't get w

He will know it's

s light in her movements, and

e affected by the long confinement. When he met me in the wood, he seemed very anxious not to look at me; when he saved my life from the rushing mountain, he had little opportunity. Very likely he would not have known me, under an

r's could be no stranger to him. A thrill shot through me at the touch of his hand, and my eyes were weak. He saw it, and placed a chair for me furthe

so tall and firm of step. His countenance open as the noon, incapable of concealment; yet if he

rl, saw how intently I observed h

like him. But you must not look at him

In spite of lectures and "college," she was gentle nature personified; and no Professors could make anything else of her. All

hat I can like and love many people who are not of gentle, but (I suppose) of ferocious blood; still, as a general rule, culture and elegance are better matches for nature, after some generations of training. My father used to say so about his pointers and setters. The marv

frown at all. Dear little thing, she is not eighteen, and she knows no better. I ha

e. As he speaks, I observe some peculiarity in his accent. Isola's accent is as pure as mine, or purer. Her brother speaks very good English, and never hesitates for a word; but the form of his sentences often is not English; especially when he warms to his subject; and (what struck me first, for I am no purist as to collocation of w

talities. If London visits mean much talk and no food, I hold by Gloucestershire and Devon

ar his voice. Of course, we must ask him to come up. Mr. Conrad rises. Isola runs to fetch her father. Isola loves everybody. I do believe she loves old Cora. Conrad is of sterner stuff: but surely he loves his

trouble. It would be impertinence for me to tell you the reason. It is a domestic matter. I trust you will b

s. The latter enters the room, unde