"He sent some to
Eugenia once, but none to me," and a tear at her uncle's supposed
coldness fell on the baby's head.
Ella was puzzled, but she could not doubt the truth of what Dora
had said, though she wisely refrained from betraying Eugenia, in
whom her confidence was slightly shaken, but was soon restored by
the appearance of the young lady herself, who overwhelmed her with
caressess, and went into ecstasies over the little Fannie, thus
surely winning her way to the mother's heart. Owing to a severe
cold from which Eugenia was suffering, she left for home about
dark, and soon after her departure, Ella began to expect her
husband.
"If you will tell me where to find his dressing-gown and slippers,
I'll bring them out for him," said Dora, wheeling up before the
glowing grate the large easy-chair which she felt almost sure was
occupied by Mr. Hastings.
"His gown and slippers!" repeated Ella. "It's an age since I saw
them, but I guess they are in the dressing-room, either behind the
door, or in the black trunk, or on the shelf--or, stay, I
shouldn't wonder if they were on the _closet floor.
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