Angel is so mere a
child, that it matters less.'
'How can they all be so unjust?'
'They have not had time to know the child.'
'I did not mean Robina, but you.'
'I don't mind that,' he said, with a smile, 'though I am glad there
is one lady who does not scold me;' and he bent down to kiss her.
'Did the Miss Pearsons?'
'They allowed that I meant to act for the best, and you know what
that means. However,' he added,' they are earnest to save the little
girls, which is more to the purpose. Wilmet or I would have gone up,
but Miss Maria thinks she can do better than either, and I believe
they are more likely to trust an old schoolmistress, who is the
injured party besides. I must write my letter. Shall I help you into
the other room?'
'No, thank you; I have the lessons here, for they tease Alda. If you
would only send Theodore to me as you go.'
'Does Alda never help you?'
'Only by criticising my French pronunciation. She is much too
restless. O Felix, what a cough! You have made your throat worse.'
'It is only this black east wind.'
'You ought to stay upstairs and be taken care of. Can't you, and let
Redstone call if you are wanted?'
'I _am_ wanted.
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