The Yates Pride, a romance by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman
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"Haven't any of you heard?" asked Julia Esterbrook.
"No," admitted Abby, rather feebly. "I don't know as I have." "Do you mean about Eudora's going so often to the Lancaster girls' to tea?" asked Mrs. John Bates, with a slight bridle of possible knowledge. "I heard of that," said Mrs. Lee, not to be outdone. "Land, no," replied Mrs. Glynn. "Didn't she always go there? It isn't that. It is the most unheard-of thing she had done; but no woman, unless she had plenty of money to bring it up, would have done it." "To bring what up?" asked Abby, sharply. Her eyes looked as small and bright as needles. Julia regarded her with intense satisfaction. "What do women generally bring up?" said she. "I don't know of anything they bring up, whether they have it or not, except a baby," retorted Abby, sharply. Julia wilted a little; but her sister, Mrs. Glynn, was not perturbed. She launched her thunderbolt of news at once, aware that the critical moment had come, when the quarry of suspicion had left the bushes. "She has adopted a baby," said she, and paused like a woman who |
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