"Mamma,
mamma," said Bobby, running up to his mother, "you must buy something
of her," and he pointed with his fingers at the shop-girl. "You must
give her two kisses for that heap of barley-sugar." Looking at
Bobby's mouth at the time, one would have said that his kisses might
be dispensed with.
When they were again in the pony carriage behind the impatient Puck,
and were well away from the door, Fanny was the first to speak. "How
very different those two are," she said; "different in their minds
and in their spirit!"
"But how much higher toned is her mind than his! How weak he is in
many things, and how strong she is in everything! How false is his
pride, and how false his shame!"
"But we must remember what he has to bear. It is not every one that
can endure such a life as his without false pride and false shame."
"But she has neither," said Lucy.
"Because you have one hero in a family, does that give you a right to
expect another?" said Mrs. Robarts. "Of all my own acquaintance, Mrs.
Crawley, I think, comes nearest to heroism." And then they passed by
the Hogglestock school, and Mr. Crawley, when he heard the noise of
the wheels, came out. "You have been very kind," said he, "to remain
so long with my poor wife."
"We had a great many things to talk about, after you went.
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