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Yonge, Charlotte Mary, 1823-1901

"The Three Brides"

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"Ah!" with a sound of deep relief; "may Julia only turn out as sweet
a piece of womanhood as her mother. Julius, I never understood half
what that dear wife of yours was till yesterday."
"I was forced to cut our gratitude very short," said Julius, laying
his hand on his brother's shoulder. "You know I've always taken
your kindness as a matter of course."
"I should think so," said Raymond, the more moved of the two. "I
tell you, Julius, that Rosamond was to me the only redeeming element
in the day. I wanted to know whether you could walk with me to ask
after that poor girl; I hear she came home one with her
grandmother."
"Gladly," said Julius. "I ought to have gone last night; but what
with Rose, and the baby, and Terry, I am afraid I forgot
everything." He disappeared, and presently issued from the front
door in his broad hat, while Raymond inquired for Terry.
"He is asleep now, but he has been very restless, and there is
something about him I don't like. Did not Worth say he would come
and look at the baby?"
"Yes, but chiefly to pacify Rosamond, about whom he was the most
uneasy.


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