16/25 But she had eaten little all day, and was weak and faint in the intense heat of the sunny garden. Even the long grass-walk under the filbert-hedge, was parched and dry in the glowing August sun. Yet her sisters found her there when they returned, walking quickly up and down, as if to warm herself on some winter's day. They were very weary; and not half so communicative as on the day before, now that Jemima was craving for every detail to add to her agony. Oh! how hot it is, Jemima; do sit down, and I'll tell you about it, but I can't if you keep walking so!" "I can't sit still to-day," said Jemima, springing up from the turf as soon as she had sat down. |