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Holmes, Mary Jane, 1825-1907

"Bessie's Fortune A Novel"

Jerrold replied. "We saw a good deal of him; he is very
fine-looking, with such gentlemanly manners for a boy. I should be glad
if Grey would imitate him," and she glanced at her son, on whose face a
cloud instantly fell.
Miss McPherson saw it, and turning to him she asked:
"How did you like Neil? Boys are sometimes better judges of each other
than older people. Did you think him very nice?"
Remembering Miss McPherson's love for the _naked truth_, Grey spoke out
boldly.
"No, madam; at first I did not like him at all. We had a fight!"
"A fight!" Miss McPherson repeated, in surprise, as did both Hannah and
Lucy simultaneously, while Mrs. Jerrold interposed:
"I think, Grey, I would not mention that, as it reflects no credit upon
you."
"But he insulted me first," Grey replied, and Miss McPherson insisted:
"Tell it, Grey, and do not omit anything, because I am his aunt. Tell it
exactly as it was. I want the truth."
Thus encouraged, Grey began: "I know I did not do right, but he made me
so angry.


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