the stokesley secret-第26节
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ice and kindness as she never had received from him before。 One afternoon； when he was going to walk to Bonchamp； he asked leave for her to come with him； and would take nobody else； and hot day as it was； Bessie had never had such a charming walk。 She kept herself from making one single fuss； and in return； he gathered wild strawberries for her； showed her a kingfisher； and took her to look in at a very grand aquarium in the fishing…tackle maker's window； where she saw some gold…fish； and a most comical little newt。 And going home； they had a real good talk about their father's voyage； and how they should get on without him； and Bessie found to her great pleasure； that Sam hoped Miss Fosbrook would stay when Mamma Came home。
〃For I do think she has put some sense into you； Bessie；〃 said Sam。
She was so delighted； that instead of preparing to fret if Sam did but hold up a finger at her； she looked up with a smile when he came in her way； sure of protection； and expecting something pleasant； as well as thinking it an honour to be asked to help him in anything。 The next day； when Mr。 Carey had insisted on his verifying by the map all the towns which he had been contented to say were in Asia Minor （where every place in ancient history is always put if its whereabouts be doubtful）； she saved him so much time and trouble； that he got out into the garden full half an hour earlier than he would otherwise have done。 Thereupon he told her she was a jolly good fellow； and gave her such a thump on the back； as a few weeks ago would have made her scream and whine； but this time she took it as a new form of thanks； and felt highly honoured by being invited to help him to fish for minnows； though it almost made her sick to stick the raw meat upon his hooks。
The threatening of a true sorrow； the bearing a real trouble； and the opening to her brother's kindness； had done far more to make her a happy little girl than all Miss Fosbrook's attempts to satisfy her cravings or please her tastes。 These had indeed done her some good； and taught her to find means of enjoyment for those likings that no one else cared for； but it had been the SPIRIT of delight that had been chiefly wanting； and when thankfulness and love were leading her to that； it was much easier to see that the evening clouds or the rising moon were lovely； than when she was looking out for affronts。
Nothing was said in public about the loss； and Christabel hoped that the bad impression as to Elizabeth would wear out in the young minds of the lesser children； but David's whole nature seemed to have been disorganized by the disappointment。 Instead of being a pattern child for diligence and good behaviour； very fond of Miss Fosbrook； and not only inoffensive； but often keeping John and Anne in order； he seemed absolutely stupid and senseless at lessons； became stubborn at reproof； seemed to take pleasure in running counter to his governess； and rendered the other two； who； though his elders； were both of weak natures compared with his own； more openly naughty than himself。 Sometimes it seemed to Christabel that the habit of spiting Bessie was getting so confirmed； that it would last even when the cause was forgotten； and yet the more she strove to put it down in sight； the more it throve out of sight； and when she looked at David； and thought how she had once admired him； she could not but remember the text that says； 〃Thy goodness is as the morning cloud； and as the dew shall it vanish away。〃 She had thought it goodness based upon religious feeling； as well as on natural gravity and orderliness； and so perhaps it had once been； but the little fellow had fixed his whole soul on one purpose； and though that was a good one； it had grown into an idol； and swallowed up all his other motives； till of late he had only been good for the sake of the pig； not because it was right。 Being disappointed of the pig； he had nothing to fall back upon； but felt himself so ill…used； that it seemed to him that it was no use to be good； and he revenged himself by naughtiness。
Such sturdy strong characters as little David's； when they are once set on the right object； come to the very best kind of goodness； but when they take a wrong turn； they are the very worst； both for themselves and others。
CHAPTER XIII。
The Monday after the loss of the pence was a pouring wet day。 The whole court was like a flood； and the drops went splashing up again as if in play； Purday wore his master's old southwester coat； and looked shiny all over； and when the maids had to cross the court； they went click； click； in their pattens under their umbrellas。
But it was baking day； and Susan and Annie had been down to coax the cook into making them a present of a handsome allowance of dough； and Miss Fosbrook into letting them manipulate it in the school…room。 Probably this was the only way of preventing the dough from being turned into bullets； and sent flying at each other's eyes； or possibly plastered on somebody's nose； and the cook and kitchenmaid from being nearly driven crazy。
The dough was justly divided； and an establishment set up in each locker。 Bessie declined altogether； Sam had lent her his beautiful book of The British Songsters； and she was hard at work at the table copying a tom…tit； since she no longer carried on the work in secret； but at one locker were the other three elders； at the other the three lesser ones； and little George in a corner by Susan； pegging away at his own private lump； and constantly begging for more。 Susan's ambition was to make a set of real twists； just like Cook's； and she pulled out and twisted and plaited； though often robbed of her dough by the two boys； whose united efforts were endeavouring to produce a likeness of Purday； with his hat on his head； plums for eyes； a pipe in his mouth； and driving a cow； but unluckily his neck always got pinched off； and his arms would not stay on！ No matter； the more moulding of that soft dough the better！ Johnnie and Annie had a whole party of white clammy serpents； always being set to bite one another； and to melt into each other； and David was hard at work on a brood of rabbits with currant eyes； and would let no one interfere with him。
〃Didn't I hear something！〃 asked Bessie； looking up。
〃Oh； it's only the roller；〃 said Sam； 〃Purday always rolls on a wet day。〃
Something； however； made the whole party of little bakers hold up their heads to listen。 There was a gleam on their faces； as a quick alert step sounded on the stairs； and Bessie； the nearest to the door； and not cramped like the rest； who were sitting on their heels； sprang forward and opened it with a scream of joy。
There he wasthe light； alert； weather…beaten man； with his loose wavy hair； and bright sailor face！ There was Papa！ Oh； the hurly… burly of children； tumbling up as well as they could on legs crooked under them； and holding out great fans of floury doughy paws； all coming to be hugged in his arms in turn； so that before he had come to the end of the eight in presence； Bessie had had time to whisk off to the nursery； snatch Baby up from before Nurse's astonished eyes； rush down with her； and put her into his arms。 Baby had forgotten him； and was taken with such a fit of screaming shyness； that Susan had to take her； and Annie to play bo…peep with her； before she would let anyone's voice be heard。
〃I've taken you by surprise； Miss Fosbrook；〃 said the Captain； shaking hands with her in the midst of the clatter。
〃Oh； it is such a pleasure！〃 she began。 〃I hope you left Mrs。 Merrifield much better。〃
〃Much better； much better； thank you。 I hope to find her on the sofa when I go back on Thursday。 I could only run down for a few days； just to settle things； and see the children； before I join the Ramilies。 Admiral Penrose very good…naturedly kept it open for me； till we could tell how SHE was；〃 said the Captain； with rather a trembling voice。
〃Then you are going！ O Papa！〃 said Susan； looking up at him； 〃and Baby will not know you till〃
〃Hold your tongue； Miss Croaker；〃 said the Captain； roughly but kindly； and Miss Fosbrook could see that he was as much afraid of crying himself as of letting Susan cry； 〃I've no time for that。 I've got a gentleman on business down stairs； and your Uncle John and I must go down to them again。 We sha'n't want dinner； only； Sue； tell them to send in some eggs and bacon； or cold meat； or whatever there may be； for tea； and get a room ready for your uncle。〃
He would have gone； but Susan called out； 〃O Papa； may we drink tea with you； Georgy and all！〃
〃Yes； to be sure； if you won't make a bear…fight； any of you； for your uncle。〃
〃Mayn't I come down with you？〃 added Sam； looking at him as if he wanted to make the most of every moment of that presence。
〃Better not； my boy；〃 said the Captain； 〃I've got law business to settle； and we don't want you。 Better stay and make yourselves decent for tea…time。 Mamma's love； and she hopes you'll not drive Uncle John distracted。〃 And he was gone。
〃Bother Uncle John！〃 first muttered Sam （I am sorry to say）。
〃I can't think what he's come for；〃 sighed Annie。
〃To spoil our fun；〃 suggested Johnnie disconsolately。
〃To take Sam to s
