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Would there be
a fresh governess or would they all be left in peace without one? Mrs.
James Anderton, Miss Roberta had said once, was a person who "did her
duty," as people often did "in her class"--"a most worthy woman, if not
quite a lady"--and she had striven to do her best by James Anderton's
children--even his stepchild Halcyone.
Miss La Sarthe promised to write that night before she went to bed--but
Halcyone knew it was a long process with her and that an answer could
not be expected for at least a week. Therefore there was no good
agitating herself too soon about the result. It was one of her
principles never to worry over unnecessary things. Life was full of
blessed certainties to enjoy without spoiling them by speculating over
possible unpleasantnesses.
The old gentleman--Cheiron--and old William and the timid curate who
came to dine on Saturday nights once a month were about the only male
creatures Halcyone had ever spoken to within her recollection--their
rector was a confirmed invalid and lived abroad--but Priscilla had a
supreme contempt for them as a sex.


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