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Yonge, Charlotte Mary, 1823-1901

"The Three Brides"


Nothing could be seen from her room, but the little ante-room
between it and the drawing-room had an excellent view, as the ground
fell away from it, and there was an opening among the trees.
"We must get you there!" exclaimed Rosamond, in her excitement,
helping her into some garments, and then running out as she heard a
step--"Here, Julius, help me;" and without more ado, the mother was
transported between them to the broad low couch under the window,
and there bestowed in a nest of pillows, shawls, and rugs, that
seemed to grow up under Rosamond's touch.
Then following Julius out into the hall as he met his brother,
Rosamond clung to him, entreating, "Please, please don't run into
any dangerous places."
"Never fear, dearest; I am not likely."
"Don't let him, pray!" she said, turning to Raymond. "Make him
remember how blind he is."
"I'll take good care of him, Rosamond," said the elder brother
kindly; "I'm used to it."
"And send for the ---th," she added. "There is nothing like
soldiers at a fire."
"The glare must have given notice," said Julius, "but we'll send if
needful.


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