Sylvia's Lovers - Page 40/290

'Oh! he'll do. He'll not die. Life's stuff is in him yet.' 'He'll be Molly Corney's cousin, I reckon,' said Sylvia, bethinking

her with a blush of Molly Corney's implication that he was more than

a cousin to her, and immediately longing to go off and see Molly,

and hear all the little details which women do not think it beneath

them to give to women. From that time Sylvia's little heart was bent

on this purpose. But it was not one to be openly avowed even to

herself. She only wanted sadly to see Molly, and she almost believed

herself that it was to consult her about the fashion of her cloak;

which Donkin was to cut out, and which she was to make under his

directions; at any rate, this was the reason she gave to her mother

when the day's work was done, and a fine gleam came out upon the

pale and watery sky towards evening.