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Chapter 7 MY GREAT-GRANDMOTHER-THE DUCHESS'S CARRIAGE-MRS. O'CONNOR IS CURIOUS.

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ldhood such small shames seem too terrible ever to be outlived. My great-grandmothe

are you doing here,

If I could have thought of a plausible lie, I fear I should have told it in my

me

al appearance, but the little old lady's smi

id to Aunt Theresa, "that, after a

x by the door, she held ou

before the mirror. Come and kiss me, dear child; I am your father's fath

cloak was soft. I buried my face in the fur, and cried quietly to

ss! It is thus we meet at last to join our hands acr

an handkerchief. "I'm sure I never should forget it, if I lived a thousand yea

no answer, and we

reat-grandmother stayed. We were sitting in the drawing-room afterwards, when "Mrs. Vandaleur's carriage" was announced. As my great-grandmother took leave of me, she

sailed. I would only part with it to his son's child. Farewell, petite! Be good, dear child-t

t to him and led the old lady to the f

two wheels, in by no means good repair. It was drawn by a pony, white, old, and s

, assisted by the Major. "The silk is old," she observed complacently; "but it is my best, of course, or it would not have been worn to-day," and she

adam," said Major Buller, tucking

the way that men used to hang upon my mother's carriage. The old lady smiled, and made gracious little replies, and meanwh

thanks. Farewell, gentlemen! I cannot pretend to fear that my horse will catch cold-his coat is too thick; but you may. Adieu, Mrs. Bull

d; after which he seemed, so to speak, to snatch up the little cart, my gr

nted of bonnets. She and her husband had lately "set up" a waggonette, the expense of which just made it difficult for them to live upon their means,

r, I think," said the Surgeon.

d to be independent of appearances to an extent

geon. "Wonderfully queenly she is! That fu

like to see me in i

d," returned the Sur

ake up your mind to be jealous of the Du

'Connor, in a tone of resp

r; it's only a nickname. I'll tell you a

hbourhood, Mrs. O'Connor apologized for her remarks, and tried to extract the Duchess's history

k leave, "I shall run in to-morrow afternoon on purpose to

ith an amiable disregard of two engageme

-room next day when

d, "I won't stay two minutes; but I must h

the midst of making up her tradesmen's books

aid Mrs. O'Connor, taking her bonnet off, and

eresa granted my request to be allowed to hear her narrative

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