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She spoke playfully, and Jack declared his readiness to sift cinders, or
scour knives, or do anything, if she would let him come. Just then Neil
arrived, not altogether pleased to find Jack there before him, standing
close to Bessie, who was looking very happy. The two young men went with
her to the station, where they vied with each other in showing her
attention. Jack held her traveling-bag, and her parasol and fan, and
band-box containing the white chip hat, and Neil held her shawl, and
umbrella, and paper bag of biscuits and seed cakes which Mrs. Buncher
had given her to eat upon the road, and when at last she was gone, and
they walked out of the station into the noisy street, each felt that the
brightness of the summer day had changed, and that something
inexpressibly sweet had been taken from them.


CHAPTER IX.
CHRISTMAS AT STONELEIGH.

Two years and a half after that visit to London, Bessie McPherson, now a
young lady of nearly eighteen, stood by the western window of the old
house at Stoneleigh reading a letter from Neil.


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