The Twins - A Domestic Novel by Martin Farquhar Tupper
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too, kind Mrs. Lloyd, and Sally, and nurse--what's-your-name: give them
the packets, nurse--all marked--first drawer, desk: there--there--God bless you--good--faithful." The old servants, full of sorrow at her approaching loss, were comforted too: for a kind word, and a hundred pound note a-piece, made amends for much bereavement: the sick-nurse found her gift was just a tithe of their's, and recognised the difference both just and kind. "Niece Jane--you've waited--long--for--this day: my will--rewards you." "O dear--dear aunt, pray don't talk so; you'll recover yet, pray--pray don't:" she pretended to drown the rest in sorrow, but winked at her husband over the handkerchief. "Julian!" (the precious youth attempted to look miserable, and came as called,) "you will find--I have remembered--you, Julian." So he winked, too, at his mother, and tried to blubber a "thank you." "Charles--where's Charles? give me your hand, Charles dear--let me feel your face: here, Charles--a little pocket-book--good lad--good lad. There's Emily, too--dear child, she came--too late--I forgot her--I forgot her! general give her half--half--if you love--love--Emi--" All at once her jaw dropped; her eyes, which had till now been preternaturally bright, filmed over; her head fell back upon the pillow; and the rich old aunt was dead. Julian gave a shout that might have scared the parting spirit! |
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