Daisy Ashford: Her Book

man's voice in the hal

was always called by her Uncle Richar

flush mounted to her usually too pale che

ere Captain Monton was to join his regiment. So little Sylvia was left an orphan and her mothers only brothe

h she wore combed back from her white and noble forehead and arranged in heavy waves round her small and shapely head-a small rosebud mouth which when wide open displ

n late in February and the place was

sighed Sylvia as she approached her un

r" said Mr. Earlsdown openin

would be handsome face but for a stern forbidding expression it habitually wore. He was broad and stout and had a manfull way of car

tips and offering his large umbrella to his niece

ped dropping the gingham in her dismay "do go and fetch it," but ere she uttered the words

tiful blush mounting her fair chee

ewcomer taking out a lovely silk hankerchie

kerchief he seized the hat in his huge hand and pounded it vigor

Earlsdown "and you sir come and see us to-

hall" cried Sy

ame raised his hat and bowed low saying "I shall be deli

sdown as with a hearty laugh he produ

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moved gently away. What took place after