Rosy

ungrateful."-

dy Albertine's in colour, but instead of splendid curls it was cut quite short-as short almost as Colin's-and her eyes were neither very large nor ve

nt or two, and she looked at

for she saw that her mother and Beata's

ot at home, but he would be back soon, her mother was telling the gray-haired gentleman, an

d, "it was all quit

voice, and Rosy, turning towards her,

l she is!" thought Rosy,

n. "It is a great comfort to her to

said Rosy's mother. "I wil

appointment to her grandmother not to have her with her. She is

uddenly began speaking rather fast, and R

t upstairs to take off my hat? I think my fa

tay till mother tells is to go," for she wanted to hear what more her mother an

d a little

nly catching sight of Manchon, she exclaimed, "O

seeing that Beata looked at her with curiosity, she forgot about liste

kind of bad fairy. You don't know how he froos sometimes, in a most horrible way, as if

n I don't like him. I shouldn't lo

u?" said Ros

kes Manchon if he has such an unkind dis-I can't

nasty to, and that doesn't matter. I'm not the favourite. I was at my aunty's though, t

elson?" a

be the same as there, she said. I shouldn't be thought as much of with two brothers, and Nelson knew that

you go on?"

ing I don't want to say. Perha

nsidered

. "I think I'd like you to go on saying it if

ty. I was going to say Nelson would be still

know anything about me-I mean she couldn't know an

r little girl came to live with them it wouldn't be so nice-that perhaps their m

rue that her coming might be the cause of trouble and vexation to other people-at least to Rosy? She had come so full of love and gratitude, so ready to like everybody; she had said so many times to her mother, "I'm sure I'll be happy. I'll write and tell you how happy I am,"

alled a "sorry" feeling. But mixed with this was a sense of importance-she liked to think

make a fuss about how good you are, and set them all against me. I settled before you came that I wouldn't mind if you were pretty or very cle

es filled

wanted you all to love me," and again Rosy had the sorr

re two ways of telling what one thinks, and that sometimes it is not only foolish, but wrong and unkind, to t

forward-she was on the point of throwing her arms round Beata and whispering, "I will love you, dear, I do love you;" but alas, the strange foolish pride that so often checked her good feelings, held her back, and jealousy whispered, "If you begin making such a fuss about her, she

rself, "just when I was so anxious for Be

sappointed. Just when he had been

ou didn't cry like this even when

t; "the poor child has put too much force on herself, and that always makes one break down af

her surprise Beata still hun

I don't care how dull it is-I shall not be any trouble to gran

, but he had not much

for you. You will be sorry afterwards for giving way so foolishly. You would not wish to

pocket for her little handkerchief, wiped away the tears, and then looking up, her face still quiver

her hand, and Beata took it timidly, and followed by Rosy, whose mind was in a s

ith a pleasant look-out on the lawn at the side of the house, while farther off, over the trees, the

rom India for always, papa and mamma are going to get a pretty house, and choose all the furniture-like he

ld way, greatly to Rosy's mother's pleasure, when she-M

ice for you to be near each other. And I know you are ver

ought back all her distress. It seemed to say, "Oh, you're beginning to be praised already, I see," but Rosy's mother had not noticed it, for Rosy had turned quickly away.

ent, "I am sure she used not to be so; she was merry

ou look so distressed again. Did it brin

e said bravely, "it wasn't that. But, please-I don't want to be rude-

'm not," had it been true. But it was not-she was a very neat and methodical chil

her arms round Mrs. Vincent's neck, and tell her her troubles and ask her to explain it all to her. But her faithfulness would not let her think of such a thing. "That would do Rosy harm,"

ven, perhaps, though she only smiled at Beata's begging not to be praised, and

thought Rosy. "Everybod

Beata to take off her things, as tea would soon be ready. Beata had a sort of fear o

your dolls' things before tea. They're all over the table. I'd have done it

kindly and

things easier for her somehow, especially as there was something very kindly in the way the maid began to

d Martha again, and then

ness to show off. No, I won't please. You can put the dolls away yourself, and, if

be good, and her voice was still kind, though her face h

d no idea that Rosy could speak so, and, s

ought little Bee, and in concern for Ros

little girl liked. But before sitting down to the table, Rosy would go to the drawer where they were kept, and was

might let us have one tea-time

ed round

oing to sham being good and all that, like

t shamming before Bee. You've not seen me for two minutes since she came. What's the matter, Fix? Wait a min

it, aside Be

look at him-he under

etermined to find nothing right. There came a little change in their thoughts, however, for the kit

lady would be hungry aft

't you, Rosy?" he said good-naturedly, turning to her. "He is really a very kind boy," thought Beata. "Tell cook, with my best

king had made, Bee would have been quite happy, as happy at least, she would have said, "as I can be till mamma comes home again," but Rosy seemed to throw a cloud over everybody. There was never any knowing from one minute to another how she was going to be. Only one thing became plainer to

radiction, a little vexed at the brighter look that came over Bee's face, and the cheery way in which she spoke. For at the first, when she saw how much Bee had taken to heart what she said, though her best self felt sorry for t

at it hides itself in so many dresses, and gives itself so many names, sometimes making itself seem quite a right and proper feeling; often, very often making one think onese

re he went away he had the pleasure of se

de her good-bye, "I don't know wh

uncle, and whispered, "Give my love to dear grandmot