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Austin, Jane G. (Jane Goodwin), 1831-1894 [1869], Cipher: a romance. (Sheldon and Company, New York) [word count] [eaf451T]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
“And now what?” asked Mr. Livingstone, as the party rose from breakfast. “A ride,” said Fergus, decisively. “Neria and Franc, get on your habits, “No, it tires me too much. I am going to drive, by-and-by, with Mr. Livingstone,” “But I should be very happy to ride,” exclaimed Francia, with a brilliant Fergus silently looked at Neria, who had not spoken. “I cannot go this morning,” said she, “I have something to do.” “Pshaw! Put by your something, and come. There is not such a day once Neria smiled, but shook her head. “You and Franc must enjoy it enough for me too.” “What is your something? What are you going to do?” asked Fergus, “O, something.” “Something you won't tell me?” “Not just now,” said Neria, beginning to look a little troubled. “You will spoil my ride—in fact, I won't go.” “That would be unkind to Francia, who wishes to go,” said Neria, quietly. “It will be your fault if she is disappointed.”
“As it was my fault that the squirrel bit me?” asked Neria, smiling meaningly. Fergus colored indignantly. “I did not think it was in you to be so ungenerous, Neria,” said he, rising “Shall we go, Fergus?” asked Francia, timidly; for she had learned to read “Yes, if you please,” said he, coldly; and, as Franc moved slowly toward Half an hour later, Claudia, lounging in a great Indian chair, saw Neria “Stop a minute,” called she, “I will go a little way with you, if you are for Neria hesitated, and then said: “Come, then, a little way.” “How far are you going?” “I will tell you as we walk along.” “Charming little mystery! Where is my veil? O, here; tie it behind for “I never tan or burn, and I never wear a veil,” said Neria, quietly, as she “Yes, it is very becoming, I admit,” said Claudia, half envious; adding, as “Not to man, exactly,” retorted Neria, putting aside, as ill-judged, an impulse “And now, where are we going?” asked Claudia, as they walked under the “I will tell you now. You remember Mr. Gillies?” “Yes, indeed! The charming old hermit who infected me with his own music-madness “Yes; but, Claudia, I think he never has been just the same since that he “Yes, I know,” said Claudia, with a cunning smile. “Well, after you went away, Francia and I used to go sometimes and listen
“No,” interrupted Claudia, softly; “like dumb people, he expresses himself “Well, he turned suddenly and saw me, and caught my two hands in his, “You romantic child,” said Claudia, adding, a little uneasily, “Well, what did he say?” “Not a word; and, after a minute, he closed the organ and left the room. “But it did not succeed, I imagine,” said Claudia, with another smile. “What, the teaching? O, yes, I learned quite easily.” “No; I don't mean the teaching. The poor old hermit did not find his “I don't understand,” said Neria, with a puzzled look. “Well, never mind. So you took lessons? For how long?” “Three or four years—till Miss Boardman, who used to go with me, left us, “But you are going now?” “Yes; within a few months Mr. Gillies has been quite ill and very dull. We The two girls walked on in silence. Presently Claudia stopped, and, looking “It was like me.” “What?” asked Neria. “Why, child, you were too young and too innocent to see what went on beneath Neria looked at her, with a slow horror gathering in her eyes. “O Claudia!” was all she said; but as she turned and walked on alone, the
Austin, Jane G. (Jane Goodwin), 1831-1894 [1869], Cipher: a romance. (Sheldon and Company, New York) [word count] [eaf451T]. |