The storm appeared to have blown over, for they were conversing in a very amicable manner with Mr. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. “That sounds interesting. She, however, had no idea of doing anything of the sort. He murmured his delight, and joined the bridge party, where he played with less than his accustomed skill. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Nobody could possibly find him now.
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