Holidays at Roselands by Martha Finley
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confinement until arrangement can be made to send you to school at a
distance from the home which shall be no longer polluted by your presence; for you are unworthy to mingle with the rest of the family." Arthur obeyed in sullen silence, and his father, following, turned the key upon him, and left him to solitude and his own reflections. "Did my little daughter think papa had quite forgotten his promise?" asked Mr. Horace Dinsmore, as again he stood by Elsie's couch. "No, papa," she said, raising her eyes to his face with a grateful, loving look; "it seemed very long, but I knew you would come as soon as you could, for I know you never break your word." Her confidence pleased him very much, and with a very gratified look he asked whether he should sit by her side or take her again upon his knee. "Take me on your knee again, if you please, papa," she said, "and then will you read a little to me? I would like it so much." "I will do anything that will give my little girl pleasure," he replied, as he once more lifted her gently, and placed her in the desired position. "What shall the book be?" he asked; "one of the new ones I bought you the other day?" "Not that, to-night; if you please, papa; I would rather hear a little from an old book," she answered, with a sweet smile lighting tip her little pale face; "won't you please read me the fifty-third chapter of |
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