Modern Broods by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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like to go to the High School at Rockquay, but there are foundations
I should wish to lay before having her out of my own hands." "I should think you were her best playfellow. She seems very fond of you, and very happy." "Yes," said Magdalen, rather wistfully. "I think she generally is so." "Maidie! may I call you by the old home name?" And as Magdalen answered with a kiss and tearful smile, "Do tell me, please, if Polly and Flapsy are nice to you?" Magdalen was taken by surprise at the pressure of the hand and the eyes that gazed into her face full of expression. She could not keep the drops from rushing to her own eyes, though she smiled through them and said, "As nice as they know how." "I am afraid I know what that means," said Agatha. "If I only knew how to prevent their looking on me as their governess," continued Magdalen; "but I must have got into the groove, and I suppose I do not always remember how much must be tolerated if love has to be won; and Paula is a thoroughly good girl." "Yes, I am sure she wishes to be," said Agatha. "Are those Sisters nice that she talks of so eagerly?" "They are very excellent women, but somehow I should have had more |
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