Beechcroft at Rockstone by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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'Thank you, Ada. There's nothing like brothers and sisters for telling one home-truths. I suppose it is the penalty of having been a regular Paul Pry in my childhood, in spite of poor Eleanor making me learn "Meddlesome Matty" as soon as I could speak. I always _do_ and always _shall_ have ringing in my ears--- '"Oh! what a pretty box is this, I'll open it," said little Miss.' 'Well, you know you always do know or find out everything about everybody, and it is very useful.' 'Useful as a bloodhound is, eh?' 'Oh no, not that, Jenny.' 'As a ferret, or a terrier, perhaps. I suppose I cannot help that, though,' she added, rather sadly. 'I have tried hard to cure the slander and gossip that goes with curiosity. I am sorry it results in repulsion with that girl; but I suppose I can only go on and let her find out that my bark, or my eye, is worse than my bite.' 'You are so good, so everything, Jenny,' said Adeline, 'that I am sure you will have her confidence in time, if only you won't poke after it.' Which made Miss Mohun laugh, though her heart was heavy, for she had |
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