A Little Mother to the Others by L. T. Meade
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"I am tired," she said. "From Yorkshire to Delaney Manor is a long
journey, as perhaps you do _not_ remember, David; so I will seek my room after first having informed you what the object of my visit is." "I should be interested to know that, Jane," he answered, in a somewhat softened tone. "Well, seeing I am the only sister you have--" "But we never did pull well together," interrupted he. "We used to play in the same garden," she answered, and for the first time a really soft and affectionate look came into her face. "I hope to goodness, David, that the garden is not altered." "It is much the same as always, Jane. The children occupy it a good deal." "I am coming to the subject of the children. Of course, now that things are so much changed--" "I would rather not go into that," said Mr. Delaney. "Dear me, David, how touchy you are! Why will you not accept a patent fact? I have no wish to hurt your feelings, but I really must speak out plain common sense. I always was noted for my common sense, was I not? I don't believe, in the length and breadth of England, you will find better behaved children than my five. I have brought them up on a plan of my own, and now that I come here at great trouble, and I may also add expense, to try and help you in your--oh, of course, I must |
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