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Mrs. Shelly, with a kindly good-night to Bruce, trotted after them, fumbling with her watch pocket. "It is just as well she is gone," said he, quietly. "It is better that our conversation should be private." "Clever child!" commended Bruce. "That escaped my notice. You're right, of course. Go ahead. Open up.".
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The two young people looked steadfastly at the brilliantly-colored figure of the negress, standing in a statuesque attitude near the great iron gate. On either side of her waved the summer foliage of the trees; overhead the sun, like a burning eye, looked down from a cloudless sky, and beyond, the dusty white road showed distinctly through the slender bars of the gate. All was bright and cheerful and English, but in that sinister red figure, with its black face and hands, there was a suggestion of evil which seemed to dominate and poison the whole beautiful scene. Maurice felt Isabella shudder with nervous dread as she pressed closely to his side. "I am glad to hear it is only 'admire,'" he remarked, slowly, "for had the word been any other I should have resented it." No, nobody would blame me for running right across the garden to Dr. John with such a real trouble as that! All of a sudden I hugged the letter and the little book and laughed until the tears ran down my cheeks. "Doris Leighton's sister has the scarlet fever," she announced, enjoying the stir that the name caused, "and Doris is nursing her. She takes turns with the nurse, and Geraldine cries when she goes out of the room.".
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