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The Children's Pilgrimage

The Children's Pilgrimage

L. T. Meade

Paperback

Fiction Anthologies

ISBN10: 1533025029
ISBN13: 9781533025029
Publisher: Createspace
Published: May 1 2016
Pages: 242
Weight: 0.72
Height: 0.51 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
[...]very sure from his look. Aye, child, aye; he was very sure, but he was not meaning what you were meaning. Well, never mind; but what was that you called me just now, Cecile? I--I---- said Cecile, hesitating and coloring. Aye, like enough 'twas a slip of your tongue. But you said, 'Mother'; you said it without the 'step' added on. You don't know --not that it matters now--but you won't never know how that 'stepmother' hardened my heart against you and Maurice, child. 'Twas our father, said Cecile; he couldn't forget our own mother, and he asked us not to say 'Mother, ' and me and Maurice, we could think of no other way. It wasn't that we--that I--didn't love. Aye, child, you're a tender little thing; I'm not blaming you, and maybe I couldn't have borne the word from your lips, for I didn't love you, Cecile--neither you nor Maurice--I had none of the mother about me for either of you little kids. Aye, you were right enough; your father, Maurice D'Albert, never forgot his Rosalie, as he called her. I always thought as Frenchmen were fickle, but he worn't not fickle enough for me. Well, Cecile, I'm no way sleepy, and I've a deal to say, and no one but you to [...].

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