Sara, a Princess by Fannie E. Newberry
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"But, surely, my Leon must see these. You have here some greatly rare
bits. Ah, what a beautiful pink rubellite! I have not seen ever a finer. And this geode is most perfect. Did you yourself find them?" "Yes, nearly all, except what my brother has brought me, and in this neighborhood too; I've never been more than twenty miles away in my life." "And I do see you have them labelled and classed so neat as my Leon could do. You must indeed let me bring him to see you. He is my husband, and a--a--I forget now your English word how to say--but he eats and sleeps and dreams over dose minerals, and he would almost forget of me, the wife whom he adores, for one fine new piece of old rock with the print of a bird's toes therein!" Sara laughed with a merrier sound than she had known lately; and the lady, delighted to have pleased her, joined in. "Oh! it is laugh we can now, my child, but some days it ees not so funny, for he does come home too often with no hat, or perhaps even his coat that is left behind; but the hammer--ah, he would never from that to part did he not have a single clothes left!" Sara suddenly turned, her eyes dancing with merry interest. "Wait! Was he here about a month ago? Does he wear glasses, and is he short and"-- "It is, it is! You have then seen him?" "Yes, indeed!" and she related the meeting on the cliff, to the madame's |
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