倍投"My bonny boy! are they letting the salt tears drop on thy sweet face before thourt weaned! Little somebody knows how to be a mother--I could make a better myself. Dance, thumbkin, dance--dance, ye merry men every one. Ay, thats it! smile, my pretty. Any one but a child like thee," continued she, turning to Ruth, "would have known better than to bring ill-luck on thy babby by letting tears fall on its face before it was weaned. But thourt not fit to have a babby, and so Ive said many a time. Ive a great mind to buy thee a doll, and take thy babby mysel."科学倍投计算器计算
科学Sally did not look at Ruth, for she was too much engaged in amusing the baby with the tassel of the string to the window-blind, or else she would have seen the dignity which the mothers soul put into Ruth at that moment. Sally was quelled into silence by the gentle composure, the self-command over her passionate sorrow, which gave to Ruth an unconscious grandeur of demeanour as she came up to the old servant.倍投科学倍投计算器计算"Give him back to me, please. I did not know it brought ill-luck, or if my heart broke I would not have let a tear drop on his face--I never will again. Thank you, Sally," as the servant relinquished him to her who came in the name of a mother. Sally watched Ruths grave, sweet smile, as she followed up Sallys play with the tassel, and imitated, with all the docility inspired by love, every movement and sound which had amused her babe.科学倍投"Thoult be a mother, after all," said Sally, with a kind of admiration of the control which Ruth was exercising over herself. "But why talk of thy heart breaking? I dont question thee about whats past and gone; but now thourt wanting for nothing, nor thy child either; the time to come is the Lords and in His hands; and yet thou goest about a-sighing and a-moaning in a way that I cant stand or thole."
计算科学"What do I do wrong?" said Ruth; "I try to do all I can."倍投"Yes, yes!" said Miss Benson quickly. "Did Sally send you, Ben? Get the ostlers lantern, and look out the luggage."详情