Mary Cassatt painting
Slowly and carefully Mrs. Bunting folded the paper up again in its original creases, and then she stooped and put it back down on the mat where she had found it. She then turned out the gas, and going back into bed she lay down by her still sleeping husband.
"Anything the matter?" Bunting murmured, and stirred uneasily. "Anything the matter, Ellen?"
Mary Cassatt painting
She answered in a whisper, a whisper thrilling with a strange gladness, "No, nothing, Bunting - nothing the matter! Go to sleep again, my dear."
They got up an hour later, both in a happy, cheerful mood. Bunting rejoiced at the thought of his daughter's coming, and even Daisy's stepmother told herself that it would be pleasant having the girl about the house to help her a bit.
Mary Cassatt painting
Monday, October 15, 2007
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