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At the mention of the sled Bessie opened her eyes wide, and after a
moment's reflection, asked:
"Can papa go, too?"
"Yes, if he will," came hesitatingly from Miss McPherson, and the child
continued:
"And mamma?"
"No, Heaven forbid!" was the response, spoken so decidedly that the
restless hands were motionless, and into the blue eyes and about the
sweet mouth there stole the troubled, half-grieved expression, which in
after years became habitual to them.
"Don't you like my mamma?" the child said. "She is very nice and pretty,
and Lord Hardy likes her, and so does papa, for he kisses her sometimes.
Papa would not go without mamma, and I must not leave papa, so you see I
cannot go, though I'd awfully like the sled and the pie. Where do you
live?"
Miss McPherson did not reply directly to this, but said instead:
"I am going to America in a few days and shall see your Aunt Betsey.
What shall I tell her for you?"
"Tell her to send me something," was the prompt reply, which made Miss
Betsey's shoulders jerk a little.


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