Scenes and Characters, or, Eighteen Months at Beechcroft — John Shaqi
Scenes and Characters, or, Eighteen Months at BeechcroftYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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Scenes and Characters, or, Eighteen Months at Beechcroft
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Domestic fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
had she not trained herself unconsciously by her efforts to leave off the
trick of kicking her heels together. She did not speak till she was in
the churchyard, and then she made Emily look at her arm.
‘My poor child, it is frightful,’ said Emily, ‘what is the matter?’
‘A wasp stung me just before the Psalms,’ said Phyllis, ‘and it goes on
swelling and swelling, and it does pant!’
‘What is the matter?’ asked Mr. Mohun.
‘Papa, just look,’ said Emily, ‘a wasp stung this dear child quite early
in the service, and she has been bearing it all this time in silence.
Why did you not show me, Phyl?’
‘Because it was in church,’ said the little girl.
‘Why, Phyllis, you are a very Spartan,’ said Lord Rotherwood.
‘Something better than a Spartan,’ said Mr. Mohun. ‘Does it give you
much pain now, my dear?’
‘Not so bad as in church,’ said Phyllis, ‘only I am very tired, and it is
so hot.’
‘We will help you home, then,’ said Mr. Mohun. As he took her up in his
arms, Phyllis laughed, thanked him, replied to various inquiries from her
sisters and the Westons—laughed again at sundry jokes from her brothers,
then became silent, and was almost asleep, with her head on her papa’s
shoulder, by the time they reached the hall-door. She thought it very
strange to be laid down on the sofa in the drawing-room, and to find
every one attending to her. Mrs. Weston bathed her forehead with
lavender-water, and Lily cut open the sleeve of her frock; Jane fetched
all manner of remedies, and Emily pitied her. She was rather frightened:
she thought such a fuss would not be made about her unless she was very
ill; she was faint and tired, and was glad when Mrs. Weston proposed that
they should all come away, and leave her to go to sleep quietly.
Marianne was so absorbed in admiration of Phyllis that she did not speak
one word all the way from church to the New Court, and stood in silence
watching the operations upon her friend, till Mrs. Weston sent every one
away.
Adeline rather envied Phyllis; she would willingly have endured the pain
to be made of so much importance, and said to be better than a Spartan,
which must doubtless be something very fine indeed!
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