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It was written, with incredible care, on one side of the paper only; it enclosed a fully stamped envelope for a reply or a return of the manuscript, and all day long Nancy, trembling between hope and despair, went about hugging her first secret to her heart. IT WAS WRITTEN WITH INCREDIBLE CARE ON ONE SIDE OF THE PAPER ONLY IT ENCLOSED A FULLY STAMPED ENVELOPE FOR A REPLY OR RETURN OF THE MANUSCRIPT AND ALL DAY LONG NANCY TREMBLING BETWEEN HOPE AND DESPAIR WENT ABOUT HUGGING HER FIRST SECRET TO HER HEART
with her during my absence." "I dare say, and I advise you to go to South America by all means; you will be no farther away from your family than you have always been!" With this parting shot Olive Lord closed the study door behind her. "That girl has the most unpleasant disposition, and the sharpest tongue, I ever met in the course of my life!" said Henry Lord to himself as he turned to his task. Mother Carey's magic was working very slowly in his blood. It had roused him a little from the bottomless pit of his selfishness, but much mischief had been done on all sides, and it would be a work of time before matters could be materially mended. Olive's nature was already warped and embittered, and it would require a deal of sunshine to make a plant bloom that had been so dwarfed by neglect and indifference. Nancy's door of daring opened into an editorial office. An hour here, an hour there, when the Yellow House was asleep, had brought about a story that was on its way to a distant city. LOW CYRIL TO STAY WITH HER DURING MY ABSENCE I DARE SAY AND I ADVISE YOU TO GO TO SOUTH AMERICA BY ALL MEANS YOU WILL BE NO FARTHER AWAY FROM YOUR FAMILY THAN YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN WITH THIS PARTING SHOT ALL OF LORD CLOSED THE STUDY DOOR BEHIND HER THAT GIRL HAS THE MOST UNPLEASANT DISPOSITION AND THE SHARPEST TONGUE I EVER MET IN THE COURSE OF MY LIFE SAID HENRY LORD TO HIMSELF AS HE TURNED TO HIS TASK MOTHER CAREY'S MAGIC WAS WORKING VERY SLOWLY IN HIS BLOOD IT HAD ROUSED HIM A LITTLE FROM THE BOTTOMLESS PIT OF HIS SELFISHNESS BUT MUCH MISCHIEF HAD BEEN DONE ON ALL SIDES AND IT WOULD BE A WORK OF TIME BEFORE MATTERS COULD BE MATERIALLY MENDED OLIVE'S NATURE WAS ALREADY WARPED AND EMBITTERED AND IT WOULD REQUIRE A GREAT DEAL OF SUNSHINE TO MAKE A PLANT BLOOM THAT HAD BEEN SO DWARFED BY NEGLECT AND INDIFFERENCE NANCY'S DOOR OF DARING OPENED INTO AN EDITORIAL OFFICE AN HOUR HERE AN HOUR THERE WHEN THE YELLOW HOUSE WAS ASLEEP HAD BROUGHT ABOUT A STORY THAT WAS ON ITS WAY TO A DISTANT CITY
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