The things we do!

What a sweet house it is! Everybody is
happy in it, even Miss Quigley is happy, mamma. What nice rooms! What
pretty chintz! What a--oh, what a--comfortable sofa!" and she falls down
on the sofa, which, truth to say, was the Rev. Charles Honeyman's
luxurious sofa from Oxford, presented to him by young Cibber Wright of
Christchurch, when that gentleman-commoner was eliminated from the
University.
"The person of the house," mamma says, "hardly comes up to Dr.
Goodenough's description of her. He says he remembers her a pretty little
woman when her father was his private tutor."
"She has grown very much since," says the girl. And an explosion takes
place from the sofa, where the little man is always ready to laugh at any
joke, or anything like a joke, uttered by himself or by any of his family
or friends. As for Doctor Goodenough, he says laughing has saved that
boy's life.
"She looks quite like a maid," continues the lady. "She has hard hands,
and she called me mum always.


Pages:
218 219 220 221 222 223 224 225 226 227 228 229 230 231 232 233 234 235 236 237 238 239 240 241 242