Blind Girl, or, The Story of Little Vendla . nze vessels there were, real relics, butthey were chiefly casts of his own makingfrom old treasures in the possession of mammaseldest brother, to whom these, as well as allthe wealth of the family, by law were entailed. Hagbard was proud indeed when, afterbreakfast, the visitor praised his collection,and promised him he should take a cast froma piece of old Roman money lately found onthe counts own estate. While this went on in the house, a recon- A NEW VISITOR. 39 ciliation was taking place in the kitchen—akind of surface affair—in which Vendla sai
Blind Girl, or, The Story of Little Vendla . nze vessels there were, real relics, butthey were chiefly casts of his own makingfrom old treasures in the possession of mammaseldest brother, to whom these, as well as allthe wealth of the family, by law were entailed. Hagbard was proud indeed when, afterbreakfast, the visitor praised his collection,and promised him he should take a cast froma piece of old Roman money lately found onthe counts own estate. While this went on in the house, a recon- A NEW VISITOR. 39 ciliation was taking place in the kitchen—akind of surface affair—in which Vendla saidshe was sorry she had made so much trouble,and Stina again declared she would ratherhave lost her bank-book than have been soworried and fretted to have little Vendla outin the storm. Vendla noticed that Stina did not say sheno longer suspected her ; but she gave her heada contented little shake, and was silent, whileshe comforted herself with the thought, Thepastor believes me, and that is the best afterall. CHAPTEK IV. CHRISTMAS *NDER Stinas careful training Vendlawas fast becoming a useful member ofthe household. It was astonishing howmuch she was learning to do. Timefor play Vendla had, too, in abundance,which she enjoyed in her own quiet way. Stina was busy at the fire one morning,when the pastors wife came suddenly intothe kitchen, saying, Who was that ? Who was that what ? asked Stina insurprise. Who was that humming that sonata soperfectly ? I didnt notice, said Stina. I suppose it CHKISTMAS EVE. 41 was Yendla. She is always at what she callsher piano. Vendla had a long row of knives arrangedside by side on the table before her. This washer piano; and it was her delight to touch thebalanced blades in time, while she hummedsome favourite tune, with now and then apressure on a handle when she fancied a sharpmight be needed. Vendla was soon allowed to have real musiclessons from the pastors wife, who was doublyrepaid for her trouble by the spur it was to theothe
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