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Flora Lyndsay

Chapter 5 THE TRUE FRIEND.

Word Count: 1211    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

y two arms being passed softly around her neck, and some one pullin

welcome? No kiss for Mary? In tears, too. What is the matter? Are you ill? Is the baby ill? No-she at

. You are the very person I most wished just now to see. The very sight of you is an antidote to gr

il-about a

r dear s

ow-she is happier still. But, we will not speak of her just now, Flora; I cannot bear it. Time, which reconciles us to every change, will teach me resignation to the

friends wept. Mary first

Has he finished w

shed, and accepte

cellent news; and

has been sleeping ever since breakfast. I think she only wakes up to amuse papa.

Lyndsay, entering the room. "It

come and live with my brother; and now that dear Emily is gone, I shall have no inducement to leave home, so you will have

ment that there was some hidden meaning in that quick, intel

tery is here-I read it in your eyes. I come to you striving to drown the remembrance of my own heavy sorrow, that we mig

Flora t

me w

about to star

se than I expected. But are you

ions are almo

e whim of the moment-a castle, not of the air

Flora. "Lyndsay, dearest;

hat God has ordered it, and that we act in conformi

t from me to persuade you to stay. God orders all things for good. The

g with her friends, is the greatest drawback. I thought that she possessed more strength of endurance. As for me, I have passed through the ordeal before, when I left Scotland for

s the cause of

hat odious Mrs. Ready has been here, to

Lyndsay, "for suffering yourself t

ar John, I got into a pa

did Mrs. G

ould not have stood it much better than I did. Why, she had the impudence to insist upon my acting i

hing. "Instigating my wife to an act of open rebelli

should wish to imitate. Still I feel angry with myse

ot fight it out. I would back my go

and then write a horrid sonnet

would

everybody, and bore the whol

ora. I am tired

f her, which reconciles me to the disag

anadian plans," said M

weeks," sa

e to part with friends so dear. If it were no

ng it would be

ported at the thought; and flinging her arms abo

I will not, however, waste the time still left to us in useless regrets. Love is better shown by deeds than words. I can work for you, and cheer you,

to co

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