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lady of the apron, who was clearly well affected to the speaker.
This young woman flushed for pleasure. "Oh how splendid! But when did he come?"
"Early this morning—by the New York boat. I was up at five, to change with Miss Ruddle, and there of a sudden were his wheels. He seems so nice!" Miss Mumby beamed.
Rosanna's interest visibly rose, though she was prompt to explain it. "Why it's because he's nice! And he has seen him?"
"He's seeing him now—alone. For five minutes. Not all at once." But Miss Mumby was visibly serene.
This made Miss Gaw rejoice. "I'm not afraid. It will do him good. It has got to!" she finely declared.
Miss Mumby was so much at ease that she could even sanction the joke. "More good than the strain of waiting. They're quite satisfied." Rosanna knew these judges for Doctor Root and Doctor Hatch, and felt the support of her friend's firm freshness. "So we can hope," this authority concluded.
"Well, let my daughter run it—!" Abel Gaw had got up as if this change in the situation qualified certain proprieties, but turned his small sharpness to Miss Mumby, who had at first produced in him no change of posture. "Well, if he couldn't stand me I suppose it was because he knows me—and
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