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Hills of the Shatemuc

CHAPTER XVII
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So different, that her eyes went down to her work for several minutes, and she forgot everything else in a sort of wonder at the change and at the beauty of expression his face could put on.
"I didn't find those words myself," she added presently; -- "a foolish man was shewing me the other day what he said was my verse in some chapter of Proverbs; and it happened to be that." But Winthrop's answer went to something in her former speech, for it was made with a little breath of a sigh.
"I think Wut-a-qut-o is a pleasanter place than this, Miss Haye." "O, so do I! -- at least -- I don't know that it signifies much to me what sort of a place I am in.

If I can only have the things I want around me, I don't think I care much." "How many things do you want to be comfortable ?" "O, -- books, -- and the conveniences of life; and one or two friends that one cares about." "Cut off two of those preliminaries, -- and which one would you keep for comfort, Miss Elizabeth ?" "Couldn't do without either of 'em.

What's become of my Merry- go-round, Mr.Winthrop ?" "It lies in the upper loft of the barn, with all the seams open." "Why ?" "You remember, nobody was to use it but me." A curious recollection of the time when it was given and of the feeling, half condescending, half haughty, with which it had been given, came over Elizabeth; and for a moment or two she was a little confused.

Whether Winthrop recollected it too or whether he had a mischievous mind that she should, he said presently, "And what's become of your horse, Miss Elizabeth ?" "He's very well," she said.

"At least -- I don't know I am sure how he is, for he is up in the country." Winthrop rose at the instant to greet Mr.Herder, and Elizabeth did not know whether the smile on his lips was for him or at her.
"Ah! Wint'rop," said the new-comer, "how do you do! I thought you would not come here wiz me this morning ?" "I thought not too, sir." "How did you come?
Miss Elisabet' did make you." "Miss Elizabeth's father." "He is a strange man, Miss Elisabet'! -- he would not come for me -- I could not bring him -- neizer for de love of me, nor for de love of you, nor for love of himself.


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