Tales for Fifteen, or, Imagination and Heart by James Fenimore Cooper
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from the traces of tears in her eyes, he coolly
pursued his studies. Julia had recovered her composure, and Charles Weston felt satisfied. Miss Emmerson and her niece took their seats quietly with their work at an open window of the parlour, and order appeared to be restored in some measure to the mansion. After pursuing their several occupations for some minutes with a silence that had lately been a stranger to them, the aunt observed-- "You appear to have something new in hand, my love. Surely you must abound with trimmings, and yet you are working another already?" "It is for Anna Miller," said Julia with a flush of feeling. "I was in hopes you would perform your promise to your cousin Katherine, now Miss Miller is gone, and make your portion of the garments for the Orphan Asylum," returned Miss Emmerson gravely. "Oh! cousin Katherine must wait. I promised this trimming to Anna to remember me by, and I would not disappoint the dear girl for the world." "It is not your cousin Katherine, but the Orphans, who will have to wait; and surely a promise to a relation is as sacred as one to an acquaintance." |
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