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Ewing, Juliana Horatia Gatty, 1841-1885

"A Flat Iron for a Farthing or Some Passages in the Life of an only Son"


When I bade farewell to Adeline on our wedding day, she gave me her
cheek to kiss with a pretty grace, saying,
"You see, Regie, I _am_ your sister after all!"


CHAPTER XXXII
WE COME HOME--MRS. BUNDLE QUITS SERVICE

The day my wife and I returned from our wedding trip to Dacrefield was
a very happy one. We had a triumphal welcome from the tenants, my dear
father was beaming, the Rector no less so, and good old Nurse Bundle
showered blessings on the head of my bride.
Frances was a great favourite with her. She was devoted to the old
woman, and her delicate tact made her adapt herself to all Mrs.
Bundle's peculiarities. She sat with her in the nursery that night
till nearly dinner-time.
"I must take her away, Nursey," said I, coming in; "she'll be late for
dinner."
"Go with your husband, my dear," said Nurse Bundle, "and the Lord
bless you both."
"I'll come back, Nursey," said Frances; "you'll soon see me again."
"Turn your face, my dear," said Nurse Bundle. "Hold up the candle,
Master Reginald. Ay, ay, that'll do, my deary. I'll see you again."
We were still at dessert with my father, when Bowles came hastily into
the room with a pale face, and went up to my wife.


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