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Medoline Selwyn's Work

Medoline Selwyn's Work

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Chapter 1 MRS. BLAKE.

Word Count: 2623    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

essness in missing the Express by which I had been expected; but now I quite enjoyed going in this mixed train, since I could the better observe t

two years I was the only English-born pupil. Captain Green was an old East Indian officer, like my own dead father, and very readily undertook the care of a troublesome chit of a girl across the ocean, in memory of the strong friendship subsisting between himself and my father, now long since passed to other service than that of Her Gracious Majesty. The Captain was a very silent man, and therefore not calculated to help

agents who were more troublesome, if possible, than the dust and smoke which poured in at doors and windows. Captain Green had telegraphed my guardian the hour at which I would arrive, but I got so interested watching the busy crowds on the streets from my hotel window that, for a while, I forgot that I too needed a measure of their eager haste, if I were soon

looking at me ve

u a for

h," I said, blu

when you want anything? T

y and said, "Will you please

or more. Are you not the young

s ward. I do not kn

cousin, or something connected with him. He is

quite comfortably

the rigid exclusion of my school life, where we were taught to regard all sorts of men with a measure of wholesome dread, I scarce knew whether to be proud of my courage in being able to sit there, with such outward calmness, or ashamed of my boldness. If I could only have consulted one of the teachers just for a moment it would have been such a relief; but presently the train stopped, w

," I tried to s

be now, only my son Dan'el's wife's took o

somewhat reassured began to grow cu

cum fur?"

t I had come a

alo

rom New

ng f

avend

say Cav

es

u a fu

I felt my color ri

quarter he said for ever so long after we got keeping company. I used to say yes to everything I didn't unders

easant reverie, but soon retur

ot marrie

negative with fewe

ough, I'll warrant;

red with considerable dignity, glad to let h

But I suppose you didn't have much eddication, they mostly don't in England; my man didn't know even his letters; but I ha

vendish?" she asked, after a f

re," I answered, I am af

of the aristocracy there? You don't look a

g to Mr. W

ith his mother myself, wh

way she was reflecting how history repeats itself. But coming back to reality agai

ossible there was a trace of petulance in my v

l! What

my gu

n for that. I thought

d the same rel

in the idea, but she sa

g; but she did not long permit me to enjoy it;

your name i

es

r pa and ma long ago at Oakland

w them after I was ten years old. I wa

aving first to translate my senten

on friendly terms with the quality, but your ma was so kind to us ser

t?" I asked,

ked them be

llect their

ong married then, but my, they was fond of each other! Your father just worshipped her. I heard Mrs. Winthrop say he had a hard time to get her. Your ma

, and learning from her incidents about my own dead parents I might otherwise never have known; besides she told it in such

ny brothers

children; but the ot

ged as most y

mean h

e a clear complexio

ve been for the last eight years. That was the reason my father sen

ntry, or you'd speak

was in B

n England,

of Europe; a city in

lked a furrin

German is the only one

nglish. Your voice is very sweet; it minds me of you

g on the goo

Cavendish?" I ventured on

ain't much hankering for darters-in-law, and I reckon we'd be better friends f

and see yo

eart, I'll be prou

me your name and wha

Road; he works in Belcher's steam mill. Laws, how quick the time has gone! I thought for sure I'd be amost scart to

off shores, would surely, to some extent, deaden the sense of utter isolation from the world of childhood and youth. Mrs. Blake shook my hand warmly, repeating again the invitation to visit her at Daniel's, while she gathered up her huge basket and started for the door with the cars still in motion. I sat watching from the window the groups of people waiting for the incoming train as we stopped at the station. A few carriages wer

ye for your luggage; it's only

llow was holding a spirited horse; from his bearing I i

" the conductor remarked, as he

he disentangled one hand from the reins to grasp mine. The

hope," my companion s

ddly; but I am not accustomed to their ways."

and understand each other thoroughly

was so limited I thought

relieve Daniel of his heavy basket; for ev

on the train. She comes to att

e much to do, Dan's wife died to-day

nt tone in face of such sorrow distressed me. He gave me a merry look as he said: "There are always ple

aters, I knew he was furtively watching me, and this alone held back my tears, as I thought of poor B

e expected us to be kind to you; so we must not quarrel fi

ly," I stammered, "my

ers; but, I think, you, at

o couple with temper. Taken altogether, I found this dri

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