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Nuttie's Father

Chapter 2 MONKS HORTON.

Word Count: 1709    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

all the ple

rivers, by

s sing madriga

district visiting, came out into her garden behind the house, she was not scandalised to see a pair of little black feet under a holland skirt resting on a laurel branch, and going a few steps more she be

Come up here! You don't

en to her friend, thus knocking down one of the pile of books which she had taken to the t

or you, and I could not help doing this.' She held out a hand, which was scarcel

her lap. 'It looks like a modern-no, a mediaeval-edition of Marcus Curtius about to leap into the capital o

! Guess in

oy of Egremont, poor fellow, just

re that my father must hav

now it was for the hundredth time, and he

d away in a yacht before I was born, and poor mother never saw him again; but I know what happened. There was a ship on fire

ar, Heaven

r as by

ip blew up that it got sucked down in the whirlpool

been telling you?

th no one to tell the tale, only the angels to look on, and that makes it all the finer. Or just supp

re quite sure of

thinking about it, or reading Rob

O

e ever told you anyth

on

on her "there's-an-end-of-it look." Do you think there i

you had better not try t

hat sort? But I thought you might know. D

as a very smal

been said that the rector of the Old Church had declared himself to know the ladies well, and had heartily recommended them. She thought it wiser only to speak of having been one of their first schol

nued the girl, 'and yet they don't want me to go out

trust their Little B

ful name as Alwyn Piercefield Egremont. Yes; I know it was that, for I saw my baptismal certificate when I stood for the scholarship; it was Die

nd say: 'You, of all people in the world, to wan

'He must have been cast off by his fami

on a pund, my Al

the pund, they w

other and aunt did not seem to her satisfactory; but she feared either to damp the youthful enthusiasm for the lost f

tton knows,' pr

t mean to

now how he wou

! A fo

d the boarders can't hear.

not without a moment's entanglement of skirt, which delayed her long enough to show where she had been, as Mr. Dutton was at the same moment a

e people into predicaments, and then go shout

etorted Ursula; 'and then you would have had the pleasure of

o means so venerable that the crossing the wall was any effort or compr

we to go to Monks H

such as sandwich papers or gooseberry skins, be left on the grass; and that nobody does any mischief,' he add

it was only a baby

daughter when she only carried off waggo

onger than m

on or scientific is forbidden. You ar

is a fatal thing to r

thing, I may as well sta

the sweet child pleases,' said Mr. Dutton; where

a quarter of a mile's walk from the station; that return tickets would be furnishe

the childr

the worst of this sort of outing.

on't eat at chur

y, when Mr. Spyers suspended

e Church people sa

Nut

hool, and I said I wished it had been. Only they mustn't e

. Egremont will come?

too far, and it will be very g

ngland's filial

ood for her, and she a

utton. 'May I ask if Miss Headwort

el is very se

d on the other side of the wall, under a cap and parasol. 'I am sorry to interrupt you,

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