Beechcroft at Rockstone by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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Silverfold in her absence. You cannot give up everything here'
'Yes, yes, Ada, I know it does not suit you. Never fear.' 'It is not that, but you are much too useful here to drop everything, especially now every one is away. I would willingly sacrifice myself, but--' 'Yes, I know, Ada dear. Now, good-bye, and take care of yourself, and don't be nervous. It may mean only that young Japs has twisted his little finger.' And with a kiss, Miss Mohun ran downstairs as fast and lightly as if her years had been half their amount, and accomplished her orders to Fanny---otherwise Mrs. Mount---a Beechcroft native, who, on being left a widow, had returned to her former mistresses, bringing with her a daughter, who had grown up into an efficient housemaid. After a few words with her, Miss Mohun sped on, finding time at the station to purchase a morning paper just come down, and to read among the telegrams--- 'COLOMBO, Sept. 3rd. 'Lieutenant-General Sir Jasper Merrifield, G.C.B., has been thrown from his horse, and received severe injuries.' She despatched this paper to her sister by a special messenger, whom she had captured by the way, and was soon after in the train, knitting and pondering. |
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