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diff --git a/73149-h/73149-h.htm b/73149-h/73149-h.htm index 070f5b7..f34dada 100644 --- a/73149-h/73149-h.htm +++ b/73149-h/73149-h.htm @@ -3500,7 +3500,7 @@ about things, Mrs. Tregaskis.”</p> <p>“You dear boy! That’s just the very nicest thing you could have said to me. I love young people, and it’s always been a disappointment to me that I didn’t have ten children. -You see. I had to adopt two as it was! Rosamund is a dear +You see, I had to adopt two as it was! Rosamund is a dear child, Morris, and I’ve loved her as much as though she were my own.”</p> @@ -6474,7 +6474,7 @@ there wrote to her son:</p> <p>“We went to Twickenham for the day on Sunday, as Frances was most anxious to see the monastery, and I could -not help longing that she should know Father Anslem. I +not help longing that she should know Father Anselm. I left them to have a little talk together while I paid my visit to the chapel, and the dear child was so very much pleased with all he said to her.”</p> @@ -7082,7 +7082,7 @@ convent atmosphere, I admit.”</p> immediately gave a small excruciated shriek.</p> <p>“Out of tune, my dear! You were at least a semitone -out—<i>Aic!</i>”</p> +out—<i>Aie!</i>”</p> <p>The annoyance which is common to everybody when accused, whether falsely or otherwise, of singing out of tune, @@ -13659,7 +13659,7 @@ grievance far more effectually than the covert and undignified verbal sparring which marked their more surface intercourse.</p> <p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_304">[304]</span>When Nina pitched her voice some three semitones -lower than its natural note and said,“The day will come, +lower than its natural note and said, “The day will come, my poor Morris——” her son felt that she was safely embarked upon a course well known to them both, and merely retained his sombre expression by a mechanical effort of @@ -13676,7 +13676,7 @@ upon with the sure hand of long practice, and the final peroration beginning, “Ah, if youth but knew!” was almost in sight when Nina suddenly, and, her son considered, most unjustly, interpolated into her discourse a reference which -she seldom made us of, and which always disquieted Morris +she seldom made use of, and which always disquieted Morris profoundly.</p> <p>“And, mind you, Morris, you won’t be able to go on like @@ -14135,7 +14135,7 @@ and mother, and no doubt other children—the children who had played together—shared the countless associations of a common childhood. Did the one who was a nun remember still, or had it all become unreal to her? Was the only reality -her tranquil community life, with its loyalty to the Superior +her tranquil community life, with its loyalty to the Superior, to the Order, its forgetfulness of the things outside?</p> <p>She had forgotten, perhaps. The children who had @@ -15696,7 +15696,7 @@ from channels which appeared to her unnecessarily Scriptural.</p> every day. There’s nothing like youth, my dear, when all’s said and done. After all, in spite of the grief and trouble which seem so bitter to them, they have everything to look -forward to—all like before them. It’s a wonderful thing +forward to—all life before them. It’s a wonderful thing to be young, Sybil.”</p> <p>She sighed.</p> |