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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ... When she came back, her brother-in-law had finished breakfast, and was standing gazing out of the sunshiny window in a sort of dream. His temporary crossness had subsided; his face, though grave, was exceedingly sweet. Now that she had grown used to it, and it had gradually brightened, if not into happiness, at least into composure and peace, Hannah sometimes thought she had seldom seen so thoroughly sweet a face--such a combination of the man and the woman--that beautiful woman whose picture at the Moat House she often looked at, and wondered what kind of young creature the first Lady Rivers had been. Apparently not like the second Lady Rivers at all. It was exactly his mother's smile with which Mr. Rivers turned round now. "So the little maid is comforted at last. What influence you women have over babies, and what helpless beings we men are with them Why, it is as much as papa can do to keep Miss Rosie quiet for five minutes, and Aunt Hannah has her the whole day. Do you never tire of her?" "Never. No more does Grace, who has an instinctive love for children--which all women have not, I assure you. This is what makes her so valuable as a nurse." Hannah said this intentionally; for, not two minutes before, the girl had run after her with a wild white face. "Have you spoken to the master? Will you speak to him? Don't forsake me Ask him to help me Oh, Miss Thelluson, I'm fond of your child--think of mine " Even if Hannah had not liked and respected Grace so much, to her good heart, now open to all children for Rosie's sake, this argument would have struck home. "I hope the young woman is better this morning, and that you did not fatigue yourself too much with her last night," said Mr. Rivers, coldly; and then began speaking of...
