| Show CHAPTER XII it la Is three ci 0 clock the early dinner la in over at gorso cottage as violet puts it the one excitement ol of the tha day hag bag come to an end before a freshly lighted fire mrs airs wilden alts alto enveloped in a white knitted shawl she has established herself tor for an afternoon doze and looks upon the whole tolerably comfortable the same cannot be said of her niece violet who la Is established beside the low casement window in a folding amerlean american chair with carpet seat A look of utter boredom mars her pretty face whilst her pale pink costume Is inartistically finished off by a woolen antimacassar striped scarlet and black she holds a book in her hands bands but seems to be thinking rather than read ing and evidently hei thoughts are not like her dress drees rose colored good gra gracious clous met me cries a laughing voice suddenly Bud denly breaking in upon the silence which has haa reigned in the room for the last halt half hour I 1 what Is the matter has ever everybody body got cot colds or what that you are all wrapped up like egyptian mummies I 1 shell cries mrs wilden starting out of her halt half doze with a frightened look what has happened why have you come only a freak of mine mother dear I 1 I 1 just thought I 1 should like a mouthful of bracing airl laughs shell as she kisses her mother halt half a dozen times and then turns a scrutinizing gaz gaze 6 all round the room mrs mra wilden returns the kisses with inte interest rost it one corner ot her heart la Is warmer armer than another shell possesses that corner 1 I was haa afraid something had happened she says with her eyes still fixed lovingly on her daughters daughter q face but I 1 am very glad that you decided to join us ua only you might have writ ten dear you piro are m welcome elcome as tho the flowers in may erica cries violet who has left her chair and at juncture gives shell a cousinly hug only you were an awful googe to come comet I 1 it if I 1 ever get back to judford dud ford wild horses shall never drag roa me to a moor again I 1 but what la Is the matter with the moor boort asks shell 1 I thought it perfectly lovely as we came along BO 80 fresh and tree free find and wild and breezy then the village itself Is so quaint I 1 could ednd elx weeks in sketching it I 1 but I 1 cant sketch you see yawns violet and as to its being fresh and wild and breezy why it is like midwinter I 1 doubt it if I 1 shall ever got get thoroughly werm harin again dy by the way did you see mr air champley and did you bring the wraps I 1 asked for or 1 I did and hat la Is more I 1 brought our velveteen di diess ess you thoughtful dar darlinge lingl I 1 believe I 1 shall find courage to go out of doors again now you have come we certainly do find it very cold here interposes mrs alm Wll Wil dens gentle voice and tho house la Is so BO scantily furnished that one seems devoid of comfort Com comforte fortl cries VI with a laugh of scorn I 1 do those american chabra represent comfort com tort there Is no couch and no coal box the windows bud and doors are simply draught traps and the carpets are so full of holes one la is la in constant danger of tripping walt wait till you have seen been the window curtains on a windy night it Is a case of perpetual motion and as a climax I 1 have hava only two blankets on my bedi bed I 1 I 1 poor persecuted vil VI I 1 laughs shell much amused at her cousins tragic flace does docs ruby stand it and where Is she BOB here she ehe comes I 1 responds VI who Is standing with her elbows on the broad brand window sill I 1 she has bas been avor at oft seeing to the children As aa she speaks miss wilden enters the room she starts slightly on seeing shell but there Is no look of welcome on her tace face what brought you here beret she asks aska imprinting a ceremony litas kiss on shells upturned up turrie I 1 face the carriers wagon answers shell naively there issues a simultaneous exclamation of surprise and horror from the ladles ladies present what in the world induced you to come by the carrier a wagon demands ruby auby with a face the tha color of beetroot the spirit of economy answers shell coolly 1 I found a fly would be twelve and sixpence sti pence I 1 feel justified in spending all that on myself so BO I 1 cains with the carrieri I 1 and the together tog the were wera only one and bix you ere certainly not in i AA 4 A sa I 1 A becoming a disi vitee to us ni ill all and cosing canning cosin cannin in the finger ut of scorn to be 10 pointed at our poverty tyl exclaims ruby hotly there was wag only one old woman be eldea bides myself explains shell and I 1 don t think she 11 point the finger of scorn because she bho called me dearle dearie all the way and seemed quite a pleasant old body 11 don t scold her kuby huby the child meant well interposes mrs mryt wilden with a smile at shell bild nd how did you loave leave things at home dear to be continued |
