Timothy Crump's Ward - A Story of American Life by Horatio Alger
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continued. "You must be so interested in the happiness of the dear
child of whom you have taken such (sic) excelent care, I don't mind telling you that I was the one who left her at your door eight years ago, and that I never left the neighborhood until I found that you had taken her in." "And it was this, that enabled you to find the house, to-day." "You forget," said the nurse, "that you were not then living in this house, but in another, some rods off, on the left-hand side of the street." "You are right," said the cooper. "I am disposed to believe in the genuineness of your claim. You must pardon my testing you in such a manner, but I was not willing to yield up Ida, even for a little time, without feeling confident of the hands she was falling into." "You are right," said the nurse. "I don't blame you in the least. I shall report it to Ida's mother, as a proof of your attachment to your child." "When do you wish Ida to go with you?" asked Mrs. Crump. "Can you let her go this afternoon?" "Why," said Mrs. Crump, hesitating, "I should like to have a chance to wash out some clothes for her. I want her to appear as neat a possible, when she meets her mother." The nurse hesitated. |
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