Jacinth's

Jacinth's face had grown pink, then white again, whiter than usual, as she rapidly ran through her own letter.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

Mrs Mildmay had started a little at Jacinth's first words, for she had in fact forgotten, in the consciousness of increasing sympathy between her elder daughter and herself, how, at the time of her first appeal to

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

Lady Myrtle put out her hand, and clasped Jacinth's firmly in hers.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

The honour and glory of Jacinth's best black sash was almost too much for her.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

A day or two later another little event helped to confirm Jacinth's better and truer views of her great disappointment.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

Her conscience nevertheless was not absolutely at rest, and joined to her eagerness to tell her sister all she had heard of the Harpers 'family history was now a slight fear of Jacinth's considering her indiscreet, and she was so preoccupied that, as she hurried out to the hall, where Phebe was waiting, she almost ran against Bessie, who was eagerly watching for her.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

Jacinth's usually cold unimpulsive nature was strongly moved; there is always something impressive and touching in the emotion of the aged.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

'I beg your pardon,' she exclaimed instinctively, and the stranger turning sharply -- for she had been looking in the forward direction -- almost at the same moment made the same apology, adding quickly, when she heard Jacinth's English voice, 'I should not be blocking up the' ---- But her sentence was never completed.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

And a new ray of light seemed to flash on Jacinth's path as she listened.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880

Jacinth's eye, but fully remembering, too, that in replying truthfully she was violating no confidence; 'yes, I'm much the fondest of Bessie and Margaret, but they mightn't come.

Robin Redbreast A Story for Girls Mrs. Molesworth 1880