The Moorland Cottage
sed, and Nancy stood on
after them, as they cl
to Com
hand sometimes, just to
ps she will, at least af
ho
Browne gave the childre
and et
s upright as ever you c
I cough, you must draw u
rong, and I shall be lo
elf very well, Edward. I
e, because you're a boy
sir,' before
wine if I'm to say that
You'd wish to be like
ing which was inaudibl
think of being helped m
is the genteel thing. Yo
re
l Combehurst spire is, w
ie, as they came in
h Combehurst spire when
eath to teach you how to
and such like rubbis
quietly by her mother's
oo much offended to re
ight be helped three ti
wit
en they drew near the br
leading a beautiful litt
came up to Mrs. Brow
ittle girl would be tired
pony for her. It's
voking to Mrs. Browne,
er, there was no help for
as far as possible, by
chilled Maggie's little
e now. It was in vain t
ter; she still lo
thought; but he was as k
nly boy
Buxton's house. It was in
t by a flight of steps.
s. It was in reality a
t of the cottages on ei
in, they entered a larg
a black and white fla
at jars of curious china
loom was pleasant, after
te light and cheerfulnes
as it were, by the large
d sweet-peas, and poppie
the somewhat sombre cool
ealth which had accumul
t of comfortable, grand,
been yeomen; but, two o
have taken their place a
operty increased, and so
owever, continued to live
lt the house in Combehur
r ashamed of what he h
sition. He and his wif
y after his son's marri
Even then they were ke
e during the lifetime
de in adding to the rich
apartments. But they di
Mr. and Mrs. Buxton (ag
in their stead. They had
lly the rooms assumed an
grew up in the enjoymen
t. But as yet they held b
a level with the county
hool as his father had
ollege to complete his e
In process of time he s
lady, of a decayed and v
re she fell into delicat
cter was worse than his f
ht her husband's death a
ce and many grosser fault
her little daughter to
treaty that he would ne
hild. So the little Ermi
who felt now how hardly
all communication wit
ria
nk?" asked his father,
held her hand. "I want to
a to be here to welco
; I think she's in the g
"directly, and then we
ft the great lofty roo
oks, and went into the s
behind the house. Down
r side, came a little t
omplexion like a china r
er, Maggie thought she
kened her pace when she s
nty light pr
, Minnie,"
topped to ga
id Maggie, softly, altho
nd did not feel that the
gracious. Frank took her
Edw
icker when she saw that
y were together, they h
impressed by the pomps a
me frock seemed to her
s voice was soft, with a
rds in Nancy's broad coun
es were thick, and clump
ght herself very kind an
riendly. The visit prom
e almost wished herself a
n her own room. Mr. Buxto
colded Maggie because she
ding: but she remembered
atched all day; and thi
rent from her usual soft
nd Master Buxton were jus
d Miss Harvey. Perhaps th
four children un
in the shrubbery," sai
hey ran. Frank proposed
rls; and for a time all
, that Maggie had had en
Maggie, at his fi
ke swinging?"
ke it now." And Edward ac
ould not swing him. Magg
he swing bent unevenly.
at last jumped out so ro
ked her down. When she
not cry; she only looke
across the front brea
fright. What wou
saw he
, kindly. "Oh, how your
boy your b
going to jump out. I am
great rent in my nice ne
leas
w frock?" a
Nancy has sat up severa
shall
s softened by such excess
She put her arms round
o to my aunt's dressing-
and I'll help
nnie," said Frank. Ned h
re ever cordial again th
ht have said he was sor
tle brown mouse of
with their arms round e
. The misfortune had m
so fair and white and
n Maggie first saw the
tart, for she thought sh
nd called them to her, an
int
Minnie, in my work-box;
dear, and bring it here,
men
d Erminia, "do let me g
uch an ol
you why afterwards,"
and arranged if nicely
ie with right good will.
a pretty contrast they
nglets, and her pale-blu
eeping out of her petti
nuts that it resembled
her clear smooth cheek, w
r the coral lips that sp
showed long, liquid, da
, threw out these two
a grave elderly person
s of her aunt; but at M
ding the fro
me of your mamma's old f
ink, Dawson, I must have
very quiet, my dears; or
e invitation; and Ermin
quietness; and went abou
Mrs. Buxton begged her
less noise when she did
. Something in herself wa
igned gentleness, that i
each other strangely we
reserved at home because
ut, and told Erminia and
her day, and des
"I have ridden that way
your
e Sleeping Beauty lived
d it, and never find it
ch seems to end at a gr
ow of the chimneys and ne
etty. Do you ever co
answered M
l you so
er be able to go out aga
w, was very cheerful. Ma
by-and-by she took a litt
and stole her
ide of pride and happines
ich would have become dul
adbare before he would l
and good-nature. He lik
ants went, he had a qui
king (for, excepting t
is standing at Combehu
ily at all his sayings,
onored in having been as
the carriage was ordered
here was a little myster
taking leave, which made
to examine a bit of rust
h some stammered-ou
, there was a little ga
son and niece, all came
y and the
ittle tiresome," said Mr
suppose. However, I think
w and then, for Browne's
man h
all," said Frank. "I beg
so selfish and self-imp
other! I know what you m
tant sometimes,
ice," said Erminia. "Wha
good about it, Fran
le thing enough, if she
brother. I'm thankful tha
here Maggie had drank te
Buxton for an hour befo
children, she could not
e herself such airs. She
r of Sir Henry Biddulph
not sit at the head of h
ecent way. Poor Mr. Buxt
to have such a wife! It
y sometimes. She thought
He must be sadly moped
oyante at that moment,
is wife's hands, and feel
t-like could ever have l
nderful mysterious bless
ruths of the households,
ate g
hear Mrs. Buxton spoken o
hard as she spoke. "Mamm
so white; and her hand
at I he
s. Buxton's hand? Where w
e, and ever were. But do
no use telling me Mrs. B
e noise of
ack of set-up people, and
all," sai
hin her to hear this co
d done so much to make
nto the world, and did
of picking to pieces tho
it pained her. She was
hould never see Mrs. Bux
visit or intercourse ha
ke place; and she felt li
mpse of the precious sto
s immediately after clo
n rock. She tried to rec
n draperies, were so s
e; and the effect of a s
ing quite new to the lit
vague distance, like the
st of all she tried to r
put away her work, and
o was crying at the thoug
should never see her ag
ousy of this warm admira
y and her fears till the
asement on the white cl
ghed in
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