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Let me sit
by the fire and warm my feet."
"You have breakfasted?"
"Of course. How patriarchal you look, John, sitting in state to be
adored!"
Thereupon, turning away from the fire, she began to smile upon the
little Anastasia, and without any more direct invitation, the small
coquette allowed herself to be decoyed from her father to sit on the
visitor's knee. Emily had already thrown off her fur wraps, and the
child, making herself very much at home in her arms, began presently to
look at her brooch and other ornaments, the touch of her small fingers
appearing to give pleasure to Emily, who took up one of the fat little
pink hands, and kissed it fondly.
"What is that lady's name, Nancy?" said John.
"Mrs. Nemily," answered the child.
"You have still a little nursery English left about you, John," said
Emily. "How sweet it is! My boy has that yet to come; he can hardly say
half-a-dozen words."
Then Gladys entering the room with a cup and saucer, she rose and came
to the table.
"That milk looks so nice--give me some of it.


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