Clever Woman of the Family by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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"You have a large young party," said Mr. Touchett, looking uneasily towards Lady Temple. "Yes, I have half a dozen boys and one little girl." "Seven!" Mr. Touchett looked up half incredulous at the girlish contour of the gentle face, then cast down his eyes as if afraid he had been rude. "Seven! It is--it is a great charge." "Yes, indeed it is," she said earnestly; "and I am sure you will be kind enough to give your influence to help me with them--poor boys." "Oh! oh!" he exclaimed, "anything I can do--" in such a transport of eager helpfulness that Rachel coldly said, "We are all anxious to assist in the care of the children." He coloured up, and with a sort of effort at self-assertion, blurted out, "As the clergyman of the parish--," and there halted, and was beginning to look foolish, when Lady Temple took him up in her soft, persuasive way. "Of course we shall look to you so much, and you will be so kind as to let me know if there is any one I can send any broth to at anytime." "Thank you; you are very good;" and he was quite himself again. "I shall have the pleasure of sending you down a few names." "I never did approve the broken victual system," began Rachel, "it creates dependence." "Come here, Hubert," said Fanny, beckoning a boy she saw at a distance, "come and shake hands with Mr. Touchett." It was from |
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