Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of OrphanhoodRobertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of Orphanhood
Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
Orphans -- Fiction
It never came into their minds that they might be doing wrong, or that
their father might be displeased with them for venturing into such a
crowd, or they might have placed themselves in a less conspicuous
position, and at a greater distance from that part of the grounds where
many of the fashionable people of the town had stationed themselves. It
never occurred to them either, that while they found so much interest
and amusement in watching and commenting upon the people and the
equipages crowded so closely round them, others might find the same
interest in regarding them. Indeed, they made rather a remarkable
group, the young girls and their brothers, and old Dixen, and Jack and
Jill together, and it is not likely that Mr Vane and his daughter Mrs
Brandon, or the party of equestrians who were with them, would have
passed without observing them, even if little Hubert had not at the
sight of them called out,--
"Papa, papa, here we are! come this way, papa."
The little boy had clambered up on the high seat of the carriage beside
Dixen. Tessie was leaning over them, and Frederica was standing on the
low step of the carriage, eagerly describing to Selina all that was
going on around them. But it was Selina who was the central figure of
the group, to which all eyes turned. The younger girls were simply and
quietly dressed in proper school-girl fashion, but they had decked their
fair blind sister in beautiful and costly things; and her bright serene
face, and her long golden curls shading it, made a very lovely picture.
No one would have imagined that those clear sweet eyes were blind,
except that she sat so still and so unconscious of the looks that were
bent upon her.
"Hush, Hubert?" whispered Tessie. "Do not call again. Papa does not
look pleased."
He looked by no means pleased. Unfortunately for his good temper, he
did not hear the murmur of surprise and admiration that rose from some
of the party, because he was listening to Mrs Brandon, who was
saying,--
"How foolish and wrong, and what bad taste, for these girls to be here
alone! Papa, I am surprised that you should allow it! The horses are
not taken from the carriage. There will be an accident certainly."
Mr Vane laughed.
"With Jack and Jill! Hardly, while old Dixen is by them."
"But they ought not to have come without a gentleman to take care of
them. You should send them home."
"Through this crowd? They are safer where they are at present."
A movement in the throng of people permitted a nearer approach to the
carriage. Tessie, who had seen her father's face, seated herself to
watch him as he came near, but Frederica was still talking rapidly and
eagerly to Selina. She started as he touched her on the shoulder with
the end of his riding-whip, but she did not look at all as if she
expected to be reproved. She smiled and nodded gaily to him and Mrs
Brandon.
"You see we are all here, papa. I wish they would begin."
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