[The Squire of Sandal-Side by Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr]@TWC D-Link bookThe Squire of Sandal-Side CHAPTER II 9/32
But the peculiar sweetness which Charlotte noticed came from the polished oak floor, which was strewed with bits of rosemary and lavender, to prevent the slipping of the feet upon it. Charlotte looked down at them as she ejaculated, "How sweet this room is!" and the shadow of a frown crossed her face.
"I would not do it, Ducie, for any one," she said.
"Poor herbs of grace! What sin have they committed to be trodden under foot? I would not do it, Ducie: I feel as if it hurt them." "Nay, now; flowers grow to be pulled dear, just as lasses grow to be loved and married." "Is that what you think, Ducie? Some cherished in the jar; some thrown under the feet, and bruised to death,--the feet of wrong and sorrow,"-- "Don't you talk that way, Charlotte.
It isn't lucky for girls to talk of wrong and sorrow.
Talking of things bespeaks them.
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