The Two Sides of the ShieldYonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
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The Two Sides of the Shield
Yonge, Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary)
Domestic fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
‘That’s true; but if she can’t swear to the figures on the draft, ten to
one that the fellow will get off.’
‘You don’t doubt--’
‘No, no; but there’s the chance for the defence, and he was sharp enough
to see it.’
‘There is nothing to be said or done about it, of course.’
‘Of course not. There’s nothing for it but to let it alone.’
They went on again, and when the train reached Silverton, Dolly was
dreaming that her father had come, and that he said Uncle Alfred should
be hanged unless she found the money for Professor Muhlwasser. She even
looked about for him, and said, ‘Where’s father?’ when she was wakened
to get out.
Gillian came up to her mother’s room to hear what had happened, and to
give an account of the day, which had gone off prosperously by Harry’s
help. He had kept excellent order at dinner, and ‘there’s something
about Fly which makes even Wilfred be mannerly before her.’ And then
they had gone out and had made Fly free of the Thorn Fortress.
‘My dear, that must have been terribly damp and cold at this time of
year.’
‘I thought of that, mamma, and so we didn’t sit down, and made it a
guerrilla war; only Fergus couldn’t understand the difference between
guerrillas and gorillas, and would thump upon himself and roar when they
were in ambush.’
‘Rather awkward for the ambush!’
‘Yes, Wilfred said he was a traitor, and tied him to a tree, and then
Fly found him crying, and would have let him out; but she couldn’t get
the knots undone; and what do you think? She made Wilfred cut the string
himself with his own knife! I never knew such a girl for making every
one do as she pleases. Then, when it got dark, we came in, and had a
sort of a kind of a rehearsal, only that nobody knew any of the parts,
or what each was to be.’
‘A sort of a kind, indeed, it must have been!’
‘But we think the play will be lovely! You can’t think how nice Fly
was. You know we settled for her to be Annette, the dear, funny, naughty
girl, but as soon as she saw that Val wanted the part, she said she
didn’t care, and gave it up directly, and I don’t think we ought to let
her, and Hal thinks so too; and all the boys are very angry, and say
Val will make a horrid mess of it. Then Mysie wanted to give up the good
girl to Fly, and only be one of the chorus, but Fly says she had rather
be one of the chorus ones herself than that. So we settled that you
should fix the parts, and we would abide by your choice.’
‘I hope there was no quarrelling.’
‘N--no; only a little falling upon Val by the boys, and Fly put a stop
to that. Oh, mamma, if it were only possible to turn Dolly into Fly! I
can’t help saying it, we seemed to get on so much better just because
we hadn’t poor Dolly to make a deadweight, and tempt the boys to be
tiresome: while Fly made everything go off well. I can’t describe it,
she didn’t in the least mean to keep order or interfere, but somehow
squabbles seem to die away before her, and nobody wants to be
troublesome.’
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