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They all drew to the fire, Mother in the big chair with Beth at her feet, Meg and Amy perched on either arm of the chair, and Jo leaning on the back, where no one would see any sign of emotion if the letter should happen to be touching.
One day, as her mother stooped over the cradle, the infant's eyes had been caught by the glimmering of the gold embroidery about the letter; and putting up her little hand she grasped at it, smiling, not doubtfully, but with a decided gleam, that gave her face the look of a much older child.
My mother had left her chair in her agitation, and gone behind it in the corner.
And when I am big and my people are big, and we have stamped the earth flat as far as men can travel, then I will remember your tribe--the tribe of the Langeni, who would not give me and my mother a cup of milk when we were weary.
I'll show these rogues that I'm an honest woman," said my mother.
Then the beautiful girl said to him, 'If you succeed in bringing the mare back safely the third day, ask the Mother Dragon to give you a foal of the mare as a reward.
And then a light flashed out upon the darkness of the tower chamber, and there stood Sarkoja, her gleaming, baleful eyes fixed in a frenzy of loathing and contempt upon my mother.
Albert stood pale and motionless to hear what his mother would decide after she had finished reading this letter.
Why, Mother, dost think I don't set store by Dinah?
quoth Mother Rigby, in admiration at her own handiwork.
That is a reward for your industry,' said Mother Holle, and as she spoke she handed her the spindle which she had dropped into the well.
There stood her mother amid the group of children, as Tess had left her, hanging over the Monday washing-tub, which had now, as always, lingered on to the end of the week.
The sight of her father, the terribly wild cries of her mother that she heard through the door, made her immediately forget herself and her own grief.
When he was thirteen and I was half his age the terrible news came, and I have been told the face of my mother was awful in its calmness as she set off to get between Death and her boy.
You see," Wendy said complacently, "our heroine knew that the mother would always leave the window open for her children to fly back by; so they stayed away for years and had a lovely time.