Sophia; a romance (1900) (14783880243)

Identifier: sophiaromance00weym (find matches)
Title: Sophia; a romance
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Weyman, Stanley John, 1855-1928
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Publisher: New York (etc.) : Longmans, Green, and co.
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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but twas none of my putting. Sophia was hungry and the meal was scanty, but pridemade her avert her eyes. Why is it almost the last time? she asked sharply. If they think they can break my spiritby starving me Hoity toity! the woman said, with more than a smackof insolence. Id keep my breath to cool my porridge ifI were you! Lord, I wouldnt have your hot temper, miss,for something. But twont help you much with yourAunt Leah, from all I hear. They say she was just such aone as you once, and wilful is no word for her. Sophias heart began to beat. Am I to go to her?she asked. Aye, that you are, and the sooner the better for mylegs, miss! When? Sophias voice was low. To-morrow, no later. The chaise is ordered for six.His honour will take you himself, and I doubt youll wishyoud brought your pigs to another market before youvebeen there many days. Leastways, from what I hear. Tisno place for a decent Christian, Im told, the woman con-tinued, spitefully enjoying the dismay which Sophia could
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OH, LA! 1 DON T WANT TO STAY! .MRS. MARTHA CRIED THE WORLD WELL LOST 59 not conceal. Just thatch and hogs and mud to yourknees, and never a wheeled thing, John says, in the place,nor a road, nor a mug of beer to be called beer. All poor asrats, and no one better than the other, as how should theybe and six miles of a pack-road to the nearest highway?Youll whistle for your lover there, miss. Sophia swallowed her rage. Go down! she said. Oh, la! I dont want to stay! Mrs. Martha cried, toss-ing her head. Its not for my own amusement Ive stayedso long. And no thanks for my kindness, either! Ive myown good dinner downstairs, and the longer Im here thecooler itll be. Which some people like their dinner hotand behave themselves accordingly. But I know my duty,and by your leave, miss, I shall do it. She bounced out of the room with that and turned thekey on the outside with a noisy care that hurt the ear if itdid not wound the spirit. Nasty proud-stomachedthing! she muttered as she descended