Author: | L. T. Meade | ISBN: | 1230000125788 |
Publisher: | T. M. Digital Publishing | Publication: | April 18, 2013 |
Imprint: | Language: | English |
Author: | L. T. Meade |
ISBN: | 1230000125788 |
Publisher: | T. M. Digital Publishing |
Publication: | April 18, 2013 |
Imprint: | |
Language: | English |
The time was early spring. The lady in question had come into a dark and somewhat dismal room; she herself was richly wrapped in furs and velvet; her large, smooth face was all beams and smiles. A dark little girl with thin cheeks, about eleven years of age, clasping a battered doll in her arms, looked full up at her.
“She is no better,” said Nan; “and I think perhaps it would be a good plan for you to go.”
“What a little monkey you are!” said Mrs. Richmond. “But I do not mind you, my dear Anna; I have known you too long. Come here, dear, and let me look at you.”
Nan laid her doll on the table and approached slowly. Her dress was untidy, her hair unkempt. There were traces of tears round her eyes, but none showed at that moment; the sad eyes looked bold and full and defiant into the kindly face of the lady.
The time was early spring. The lady in question had come into a dark and somewhat dismal room; she herself was richly wrapped in furs and velvet; her large, smooth face was all beams and smiles. A dark little girl with thin cheeks, about eleven years of age, clasping a battered doll in her arms, looked full up at her.
“She is no better,” said Nan; “and I think perhaps it would be a good plan for you to go.”
“What a little monkey you are!” said Mrs. Richmond. “But I do not mind you, my dear Anna; I have known you too long. Come here, dear, and let me look at you.”
Nan laid her doll on the table and approached slowly. Her dress was untidy, her hair unkempt. There were traces of tears round her eyes, but none showed at that moment; the sad eyes looked bold and full and defiant into the kindly face of the lady.