Lucy was filled with happiness, it was
her third Christmas at the Becks. "Mercy on us! what have I said!" cried the attendant, greatly alarmed by the
agitation of her mistress; "do sit down, your ladyship, while I run for the ratifia
and rosa solis. ”
“John, do you remember me at all?”
“Lucy?!” He cried in disbelief. Maybe others that I do not know about. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him
convalesce. She
was in excellent spirits, and it was not until she had taken off her hat, and was
considering the question of dinner or no dinner, that she remembered that
another day had passed, and she was not a whit nearer being able to pay her tomorrow’s bill.
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