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Thurston, I. T. (Ida Treadwell), 1848-1918

"The Bishop's Shadow"

" But though he spoke earnestly, there was in his
voice a ring of pain that Nan detected instantly, and guessed its
cause.
"I'm going to miss you dreadfully, Theo," she said, quickly, "and I
don't know what Little Brother will do without you. That's the one
thing about it that I don't like--to think of you all alone here with
no place to stay evenings."
"Mr. Scott says I can have a room where he lives--at Mrs. Rawson's,"
answered Theodore. "It's a fine room--bigger'n this, an' it's got
checked straw carpet an' three windows."
"Oh, Theo, how glad I am!" cried the girl, delightedly. "That's just
splendid. Don't you like it?" she added, as the boy still sat with
serious eyes fixed on the floor.
"Like it? The room you mean? Oh yes, it's a grand room, but I don't
think I'll go there," he answered, slowly.
The gladness died out of Nan's face. "Oh, Theo, why not?" she
exclaimed, in a disappointed tone.
He answered again, slowly, "I think I shall stay here an' take this
room o' yours 'stead o' my little one."
"This is ever so much better than yours, of course, an' if you do that
you can keep my furniture, and I s'pose you'd be comfortable, but
'twould be lonesome all the same, and I shouldn't think you'd like it
half so well as being with Mr. Scott."
"'Course I wouldn't like it half nor quarter so well, Nan, but this is
what I've been thinkin'.


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