This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916. Excerpt: ... days from now she would be starting forMoreThis historic book may have numerous typos and missing text.
Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916. Excerpt: ... days from now she would be starting for a city he had never seen. His mother returned the gaze with twinkling eyes. I shall feel just as strange without all of you as you will without me, she said, looking from one to another of them with that little smile of hers which seemed always to be on the verge of disclosing something she did not mean it should tell.
And I hope each day that I am away you will Wish me a happy time, and--and a successful one. She looked at Rob involuntarily as she ended, and Jane, following her glance, saw the sudden color come into his face, though he pretended to be completely absorbed in eating his breakfast. Though, really, if you wish me a happy time it will be quite enough, Mrs.
Stuart went on quickly. And, after all, the days go by so fast it will seem no time at all until I am with you again. Somehow her manner made them feel as if she were almost on the way home instead of not yet started. Jane, going up-stairs to do her usual Saturday morning work, shut herself into her own room for a few moments. She was fully convinced that this sudden journey was all a part of mothers secret, and she yearned to talk it over with David, and wrestled with the temptation to beseige mother, herself, with questions. I should think Id feel hurt because Rob knows about it, she said to herself, as she absent-mindedly made her bed and dusted the room.
Somehow I dont, though. Perhaps when she gets home shell tell us, and anyway, Im not going back on my promise now. Mrs. Stuart, coming into the room at that moment, read in her daughters face something of what was going on in her mind. Jane, dear, she said, looking straight into the puzzled gray eyes, I want you to know that I shouldnt feel I could run off like this if I hadn...