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CHAPTERI
IfithadnotrainedonacertainMaymorningValancyStirling’swhole
življenje
life
wouldhavebeenentirelydifferent.
Shewouldhavegone,
z
with
therestofherclan,toAuntWellington’s
zaročni
engagement
picnicandDr.TrentwouldhavegonetoMontreal.
Toda
But
itdidrainandyoushallhearwhathappenedtoherbecauseofit.
Valancywakened
zgodaj
early
,inthelifeless,hopelesshourjustpreceding
zoro
dawn
.
Shehadnotsleptvery
dobro
well
.
Onedoesnotsleep
dobro
well
,sometimes,whenoneistwenty-nineonthemorrow,
in
and
unmarried,inacommunity
in
and
connectionwheretheunmarriedare
preprosto
simply
thosewhohavefailedtogetaman.
Deerwood
in
and
theStirlingshadlongsincerelegatedValancyto
brezupno
hopeless
oldmaidenhood.
ButValancyherselfhad
nikoli
never
quiterelinquishedacertainpitiful,shamed,littlehopethatRomancewouldcomeher
pot
way
yet—never,untilthiswet,horriblemorning,
ko
when
shewakenedtothefactthatshewastwenty-nine
in
and
unsoughtbyanyman.
Ay,
tam
there
laythesting.
Valancydidnotmindsomuchbeing
je
an
oldmaid.
Afterall,shethought,being
je
an
oldmaidcouldn’tpossiblybeasdreadfulasbeingmarriedto
je
an
UncleWellingtonoranUncleBenjamin,
ali
or
evenanUncleHerbert.
Whathurtherwasthatshehad
nikoli
never
hadachancetobeanythingbutan
stara
old
maid.
Nomanhadeverdesiredher.
Je
The
tearscameintohereyesasshelaythere
sama
alone
inthefaintlygreying
temi
darkness
.
Shedarednotletherself
jokala
cry
ashardasshewanted
da
to
,fortworeasons.
Shewasafraid
da
that
cryingmightbringon
še en
another
attackofthatpain
okrog
around
theheart.
Shehadhad
je
a
spellofitaftershehadgotintobed—ratherworsethananyshehadhad
še
yet
.
Andshewasafraidher
mama
mother
wouldnoticeherredeyesatbreakfast
in
and
keepatherwithminute,persistent,mosquito-likequestionsregarding
je
the
causethereof.
“Suppose,”thoughtValancywithaghastlygrin,“Iansweredwiththeplaintruth,‘Iamcrying
ker
because
Icannotgetmarried.’
Kako
How
horrifiedMotherwouldbe—thoughsheis
sramuje
ashamed
everydayofherlifeofher
stare
old
maiddaughter.”
Butof
seveda
course
appearancesshouldbekeptup.
“Itisnot,”Valancycouldhearhermother’sprim,dictatorialvoiceasserting,“itisnotmaidenlyto
razmišljati
think
aboutmen.”
Thethoughtofhermother’s
izraz
expression
madeValancylaugh—forshehadasenseofhumournobodyinherclansuspected.
For
ki
that
matter,therewereagood
veliko
many
thingsaboutValancythatnobodysuspected.
Toda
But
herlaughterwasverysuperficial
in
and
presentlyshelaythere,ahuddled,futilelittlefigure,listeningtothe
dež
rain
pouringdownoutsideandwatching,
z
with
asickdistaste,thechill,
neusmiljeno
merciless
lightcreepingintoher
grdo
ugly
,sordidroom.
Sheknew
je
the
uglinessofthatroombyheart—knewit
in
and
hatedit.
Theyellow-painted
tla
floor
,withonehideous,“hooked”
preprogo
rug
bythebed,withagrotesque,“hooked”
pes
dog
onit,alwaysgrinningather
ko
when
sheawoke;
thefaded,dark-red
papir
paper
;
theceilingdiscolouredbyoldleaks
in
and
crossedbycracks;
the
ozko
narrow
,pinchedlittlewashstand;
thebrown-paperlambrequin
z
with
purplerosesonit;
thespotted
staro
old
looking-glasswiththecrack
čez
across
it,proppedupontheinadequatedressing-table;
je
the
jarofancientpotpourrimadebyher
mati
mother
inhermythicalhoneymoon;
je
the
shell-coveredbox,withoneburstcorner,
ki
which
CousinStickleshadmadeinher
prav tako
equally
mythicalgirlhood;
thebeadedpincushion
z
with
halfitsbeadfringegone;
the
en
one
stiff,yellowchair;
thefaded
staro
old
motto,“Gonebutnotforgotten,”workedincolouredyarns
o
about
Great-grand-motherStirling’sgrimoldface;
the
stare
old
photographsofancientrelatives
dolgo
long
banishedfromtheroomsbelow.
Therewere
samo
only
twopicturesthatwerenotofrelatives.
Ena
One
,anoldchromoofa
kužka
puppy
sittingonarainy
pragu
doorstep
.
ThatpicturealwaysmadeValancyunhappy.
Thatforlorn
mali
little
dogcrouchedonthedoorstepin
je
the
drivingrain!
Whydidn’tsomeoneopenthe
vrat
door
andlethimin?
The
druga
other
picturewasafaded,passe-partoutedengravingofQueenLouisecomingdownastairway,
ki
which
AuntWellingtonhadlavishlygivenheronher
deseti
tenth
birthday.
Fornineteenyearsshehadlookedatit
in
and
hatedit,beautiful,smug,self-satisfiedQueenLouise.
Toda
But
sheneverdareddestroyit
ali
or
removeit.
Motherand
Bratranec
Cousin
Stickleswouldhavebeenaghast,
ali
or
,asValancyirreverentlyexpresseditinherthoughts,wouldhavehad
je
a
fit.
Everyroomin
je
the
housewasugly,of
seveda
course
.
Butdownstairsappearanceswerekeptupsomewhat.
Therewasnomoneyforroomsnobodyeversaw.
Valancy
včasih
sometimes
feltthatshecouldhavedone
nekaj
something
forherroomherself,
tudi
even
withoutmoney,ifshewerepermitted.
Toda
But
hermotherhadnegatived
vsak
every
timidsuggestionandValancydidnotpersist.
Valancy
nikoli
never
persisted.
Shewasafraidto.
Her
mati
mother
couldnotbrookopposition.
Mrs.Stirlingwouldsulkfordays
če
if
offended,withtheairsofaninsultedduchess.
Je
The
onlythingValancylikedabouther
sobi
room
wasthatshecouldbe
sama
alone
thereatnightto
jokala
cry
ifshewantedto.
Toda
But
,afterall,whatdiditmatter
če
if
aroom,whichyouusedfornothingexceptsleeping
in
and
dressingin,wereugly?
Valancywas
nikoli
never
permittedtostayaloneinher
sobi
room
foranyotherpurpose.
People
ki
who
wantedtobealone,soMrs.FrederickStirling
in
and
CousinSticklesbelieved,could
samo
only
wanttobealoneforsomesinisterpurpose.
Toda
But
herroomintheBlue
Gradu
Castle
waseverythingaroom
mora
should
be.
Valancy,socowed
in
and
subduedandoverriddenandsnubbedinreallife,waswonttoletherselfgo
precej
rather
splendidlyinherday-dreams.
NobodyintheStirlingclan,
ali
or
itsramifications,suspectedthis,leastofallher
mama
mother
andCousinStickles.
They
nikoli
never
knewthatValancyhad
dva
two
homes—theuglyredbrickboxofa
doma
home
,onElmStreet,andthe
Modri
Blue
CastleinSpain.
Valancyhadlivedspirituallyin
je
the
BlueCastleeversinceshecouldremember.
Shehadbeen
je
a
verytinychildwhenshefoundherselfpossessedofit.
Vedno
Always
,whensheshuthereyes,shecouldseeitplainly,
z
with
itsturretsandbannersonthepine-cladmountainheight,wrappedinitsfaint,
modro
blue
loveliness,againstthesunsetskiesofafair
in
and
unknownland.
Everythingwonderful
in
and
beautifulwasinthat
gradu
castle
.
Jewelsthatqueensmight
so
have
worn;
robesofmoonlight
in
and
fire;
couchesofroses
in
and
gold;
longflightsofshallowmarblesteps,
z
with
great,whiteurns,and
z
with
slender,mist-cladmaidensgoing
gor
up
anddownthem;
courts,marble-pillared,
kjer
where
shimmeringfountainsfellandnightingalessang
med
among
themyrtles;
hallsofmirrors
ki
that
reflectedonlyhandsomeknights
in
and
lovelywomen—herselftheloveliestof
vseh
all
,forwhoseglancemendied.
Vse
All
thatsupportedherthroughtheboredomofherdayswasthe
upanje
hope
ofgoingona
sanje
dream
spreeatnight.
Most,
če
if
notall,oftheStirlingswouldhavediedof
groze
horror
iftheyhadknown
polovico
half
thethingsValancydidinherBlue
Gradu
Castle
.
Foronethingshehadquite
je
a
fewloversinit.
Oh,
samo
only
oneatatime.
One
ki
who
wooedherwithall
je
the
romanticardouroftheageofchivalry
in
and
wonherafterlongdevotion
in
and
manydeedsofderring-do,
in
and
wasweddedtoherwithpomp
in
and
circumstanceinthegreat,banner-hungchapelof
je
the
BlueCastle.
Attwelve,
ta
this
loverwasafair
fant
lad
withgoldencurlsandheavenlyblueeyes.
Atfifteen,hewas
visok
tall
anddarkandpale,
vendar
but
stillnecessarilyhandsome.
Attwenty,hewasascetic,dreamy,spiritual.
Attwenty-five,hehadaclean-cutjaw,
rahlo
slightly
grim,andaface
močan
strong
andruggedratherthan
čeden
handsome
.
Valancynevergrewolder
od
than
twenty-fiveinherBlue
Gradu
Castle
,butrecently—veryrecently—herherohadhadreddish,tawny
lase
hair
,atwistedsmileand
je
a
mysteriouspast.
Idon’t
rečem
say
Valancydeliberatelymurderedtheseloversassheoutgrew
jih
them
.
Onesimplyfadedawayas
druga
another
came.
Thingsareveryconvenientin
tem
this
respectinBlueCastles.
Toda
But
,onthismorningofherdayoffate,Valancycouldnot
najti
find
thekeyofherBlue
Gradu
Castle
.
Realitypressedonher
preveč
too
hardly,barkingatherheels
kot
like
amaddeninglittledog.
Shewastwenty-nine,lonely,undesired,ill-favoured—theonlyhomely
dekle
girl
inahandsomeclan,with
brez
no
pastandnofuture.
Asfarasshecouldlook
nazaj
back
,lifewasdrabandcolourless,withnotonesinglecrimson
ali
or
purplespotanywhere.
Asfarasshecouldlook
naprej
forward
itseemedcertaintobejustthe
enako
same
untilshewasnothingbutasolitary,littlewitheredleafclingingtoawintrybough.
The
trenutek
moment
whenawomanrealisesthatshehas
ničesar
nothing
tolivefor—neitherlove,duty,purpose
niti
nor
hope—holdsforherthebitternessof
smrti
death
.
“AndIjusthavetogoonliving
ker
because
Ican’tstop.
I
morda
may
havetoliveeightyyears,”thoughtValancy,in
je
a
kindofpanic.
“We’re
vsi
all
horriblylong-lived.
Itsickensmetothinkofit.”
Shewasgladitwasraining—orrather,shewasdrearilysatisfied
da
that
itwasraining.
Therewouldbenopicnicthatday.
This
vsakoletni
annual
picnic,wherebyAuntand
Stric
Uncle
Wellington—onealwaysthoughtoftheminthatsuccession—inevitablycelebratedtheirengagementat
je
a
picnicthirtyyearsbefore,hadbeen,oflateyears,
je
a
veritablenightmaretoValancy.
Byanimpishcoincidenceitwasthe
isti
same
dayasherbirthday
in
and
,aftershehadpassedtwenty-five,nobodyletherforget
to
it
.
Muchasshehatedgoingto
je
the
picnic,itwouldneverhaveoccurredtohertorebelagainstit.
Ni
There
seemedtobenothingof
je
the
revolutionaryinhernature.
In
And
sheknewexactlywhat
vsak
every
onewouldsaytoherat
je
the
picnic.
UncleWellington,whomshedisliked
in
and
despisedeventhoughhehadfulfilledthehighestStirlingaspiration,“marryingmoney,”would
rekel
say
toherinapig’swhisper,“Notthinkingofgettingmarriedyet,mydear?”
in
and
thengooffintothebellowof
smeha
laughter
withwhichheinvariablyconcludedhisdullremarks.
Teta
Aunt
Wellington,ofwhomValancystoodinabjectawe,wouldtellher
o
about
Olive’snewchiffondress
in
and
Cecil’slastdevotedletter.
Valancywouldhavetolookaspleased
in
and
interestedasifthedress
in
and
letterhadbeenhersorelse
Teta
Aunt
Wellingtonwouldbeoffended.
In
And
Valancyhadlongagodecided
da
that
shewouldratheroffendGod
kot
than
AuntWellington,becauseGodmightforgiveherbutAuntWellington
nikoli
never
would.
AuntAlberta,enormouslyfat,
z
with
anamiablehabitof
vedno
always
referringtoherhusbandas“he,”asifheweretheonly
moško
male
creatureintheworld,whocould
nikoli
never
forgetthatshehadbeenagreatbeautyinheryouth,wouldcondole
z
with
Valancyonhersallow
koži
skin—
.
“Idon’tknowwhy
vse
all
thegirlsoftodayaresosunburned.
Ko
When
Iwasagirlmy
koža
skin
wasrosesandcream.
Iwascountedtheprettiest
dekle
girl
inCanada,mydear.”
Morda
Perhaps
UncleHerbertwouldn’tsayanything—or
morda
perhaps
hewouldremarkjocularly,“Howfatyou’regetting,Doss!”
In
And
theneverybodywouldlaughovertheexcessivelyhumorousideaof
ubogi
poor
,scrawnylittleDossgettingfat.
Čedni
Handsome
,solemnUncleJames,whomValancydisliked
vendar
but
respectedbecausehewasreputedtobe
zelo
very
cleverandwasthereforetheclanoracle—brainsbeingnone
preveč
too
plentifulintheStirlingconnection—would
verjetno
probably
remarkwiththeowl-likesarcasmthathadwonhimhis
ugled
reputation
,“Isupposeyou’rebusy
s
with
yourhope-chestthesedays?”
In
And
UncleBenjaminwouldask
nekaj
some
ofhisabominableconundrums,
med
between
wheezychuckles,andanswerthemhimself.
“Whatisthe
razlika
difference
betweenDossandamouse?
“Themousewishestoharmthe
sir
cheese
andDosswishestocharmthehe’s.”
Valancyhadheardhim
vprašati
ask
thatriddlefiftytimes
in
and
everytimeshewantedto
metati
throw
somethingathim.
Butshe
nikoli
never
did.
Inthefirstplace,theStirlings
preprosto
simply
didnotthrowthings;
inthesecond
mestu
place
,UncleBenjaminwasawealthy
in
and
childlessoldwidowerandValancyhadbeenbroughtupinthefear
in
and
admonitionofhismoney.
Če
If
sheoffendedhimhewouldcutheroutofhiswill—supposingshewereinit.
ValancydidnotwanttobecutoutofUncleBenjamin’swill.
Shehadbeenpoor
vse
all
herlifeandknew
je
the
gallingbitternessofit.
Sosheenduredhisriddles
in
and
evensmiledtorturedlittlesmiles
nad
over
them.
AuntIsabel,downright
in
and
disagreeableasaneast
veter
wind
,wouldcriticiseherinsomeway—Valancycouldnot
predvideti
predict
justhow,forAuntIsabel
nikoli
never
repeatedacriticism—shefoundsomething
novega
new
withwhichtojabyoueverytime.
Teta
Aunt
Isabelpridedherselfonsayingwhatshethought,
vendar
but
didn’tlikeitsowell
ko
when
otherpeoplesaidwhattheythoughtto
ji
her
.
Valancyneversaidwhatshethought.
CousinGeorgiana—named
po
after
hergreat-great-grand-mother,whohadbeennamed
po
after
GeorgetheFourth—wouldrecountdolorously
je
the
namesofallrelatives
in
and
friendswhohaddiedsince
je
the
lastpicnicandwonder“whichofus
bo
will
bethefirsttogonext.”
Oppressivelycompetent,
Teta
Aunt
Mildredwouldtalkendlesslyofherhusband
in
and
herodiousprodigiesofbabiestoValancy,
ker
because
Valancywouldbethe
edini
only
oneshecouldfindtoputupwithit.
Forthesamereason,
Sestrična
Cousin
Gladys—reallyFirstCousinGladys
nekoč
once
removed,accordingtothestrictwayinwhichtheStirlingstabulatedrelationship—atall,thin
gospa
lady
whoadmittedshehadasensitivedisposition,woulddescribeminutelythetorturesofherneuritis.
In
And
Olive,thewondergirlof
je
the
wholeStirlingclan,whohad
vse
everything
Valancyhadnot—beauty,popularity,love,—wouldshowoffher
lepoto
beauty
andpresumeonher
priljubljenosti
popularity
andflauntherdiamondinsigniaof
ljubezen
love
inValancy’sdazzled,enviouseyes.
Therewouldbenoneofall
tega
this
today.
Andtherewouldbe
ne
no
packingupofteaspoons.
Je
The
packingupwasalwaysleftforValancy
in
and
CousinStickles.
Andonce,sixyears
pred
ago
,asilverteaspoonfromAuntWellington’sweddingsethadbeenlost.
Valancy
nikoli
never
heardthelastofthatsilverteaspoon.
Its
duh
ghost
appearedBanquo-likeateverysubsequentfamilyfeast.
Oh,
ja
yes
,Valancyknewexactlywhat
je
the
picnicwouldbelike
in
and
sheblessedtherain
ki
that
hadsavedherfromit.
Therewouldbenopicnicthisyear.
Če
If
AuntWellingtoncouldnotcelebrateonthe
sveti
sacred
dayitselfshewouldhavenocelebrationatall.
Hvala
Thank
whatevergodstherewereforthat.
Ker
Since
therewouldbenopicnic,Valancymadeuphermindthat,
če
if
therainheldupin
je
the
afternoon,shewouldgoupto
je
the
libraryandgetanotherofJohnFoster’sbooks.
Valancywas
nikoli
never
allowedtoreadnovels,
toda
but
JohnFoster’sbookswerenotnovels.
Theywere“naturebooks”—so
je
the
librariantoldMrs.FrederickStirling—“all
o
about
thewoodsandbirds
in
and
bugsandthingslike
to
that
,youknow.”
SoValancywasallowedtoreadthem—underprotest,foritwas
samo
only
tooevidentthatsheenjoyedthem
preveč
too
much.
Itwaspermissible,
celo
even
laudable,toreadto
bi izboljšali
improve
yourmindandyourreligion,
toda
but
abookthatwasenjoyablewasdangerous.
Valancydidnotknowwhetherher
um
mind
wasbeingimprovedornot;
toda
but
shefeltvaguelythat
če
if
shehadcomeacrossJohnFoster’sbooksyears
pred
ago
lifemighthavebeen
je
a
differentthingforher.
Theyseemedtohertoyieldglimpsesofa
svet
world
intowhichshemight
nekoč
once
haveentered,thoughthe
vrata
door
wasforeverbarredtoher
zdaj
now
.
Itwasonlywithinthelast
letu
year
thatJohnFoster’sbookshadbeenintheDeerwoodlibrary,
čeprav
though
thelibrariantoldValancy
da
that
hehadbeenawell-known
pisatelj
writer
forseveralyears.
“Wheredoeshelive?”
Valancyhadasked.
“Nobodyknows.
Fromhisbookshe
mora
must
beaCanadian,but
ni
no
moreinformationcanbehad.
Hispublisherswon’tsayaword.
Zelo
Quite
likelyJohnFosterisanomdeplume.
Hisbooksaresopopularwecan’t
obdržati
keep
theminatall,
čeprav
though
Ireallycan’tseewhatpeoplefindinthemtoraveover.”
“I
mislim
think
they’rewonderful,”saidValancy,timidly.
“Oh—well—”
MissClarksonsmiledin
je
a
patronisingfashionthatrelegatedValancy’sopinionstolimbo,“Ican’t
reči
say
Icaremuchforbugsmyself.
ButcertainlyFosterseemsto
vedeti
know
allthereisto
vedeti
know
aboutthem.”
Valancydidn’tknow
ali
whether
shecaredmuchforbugseither.
ItwasnotJohnFoster’suncannyknowledgeofwildcreatures
in
and
insectlifethatenthralledher.
Shecould
komaj
hardly
saywhatitwas—sometantalisinglureof
je
a
mysteryneverrevealed—somehintof
je
a
greatsecretjusta
malo
little
furtheron—somefaint,elusive
odmev
echo
oflovely,forgottenthings—JohnFoster’smagicwasindefinable.
Da
Yes
,shewouldgeta
novo
new
Fosterbook.
Itwas
je
a
monthsinceshehadThistleHarvest,so
zagotovo
surely
Mothercouldnotobject.
Valancyhadreaditfourtimes—sheknewwholepassagesoffbyheart.
And—she
skoraj
almost
thoughtshewouldgoandseeDr.Trentabout
da
that
queerpainaroundthe
srca
heart
.
Ithadcomerather
pogosto
often
lately,andthepalpitationswerebecomingannoying,nottospeakofanoccasionaldizzymoment
in
and
aqueershortnessofbreath.
Ampak
But
couldshegotoseehimwithouttellinganyone?
Itwas
je
a
mostdaringthought.
NoneoftheStirlingseverconsultedadoctorwithoutholdingafamily
svetom
council
andgettingUncleJames’
odobritev
approval
.
Then,theywenttoDr.Ambrose
Marsh
Marsh
ofPortLawrence,whohad
poročil
married
SecondCousinAdelaideStirling.
Toda
But
ValancydislikedDr.Ambrose
Marsh
Marsh
.
And,besides,shecouldnot
priti
get
toPortLawrence,fifteenmiles
stran
away
,withoutbeingtakenthere.
Shedidnotwantanyonetoknowabouther
srce
heart
.
Therewouldbesuchafussmade
in
and
everymemberofthefamilywould
prišel
come
downandtalkitover
in
and
adviseherandcautionher
in
and
warnherandtellherhorribletalesofgreat-aunts
in
and
cousinsfortytimesremovedwhohadbeen“just
kot
like
that”and“droppeddead
brez
without
amoment’swarning,mydear.”
Teta
Aunt
Isabelwouldrememberthatshehad
vedno
always
saidDosslookedlike
je
a
girlwhowouldhavehearttrouble—“sopinched
in
and
peakedalways”;
andUncleWellingtonwouldtakeitasapersonal
žalitev
insult
,when“noStirlingeverhadheart
bolezni
disease
before”;
andGeorgianawouldforebodein
popolnoma
perfectly
audibleasidesthat“poor,
dragi
dear
littleDossisn’tlongfor
tem
this
world,I’mafraid”;
and
Sestrična
Cousin
Gladyswouldsay,“Why,my
srce
heart
hasbeenlikethatforyears,”in
je
a
tonethatimpliednooneelsehadanybusinesseventohave
je
a
heart;
andOlive—Olivewould
le
merely
lookbeautifulandsuperior
in
and
disgustinglyhealthy,asiftosay,“Whyall
ta
this
fussoverafadedsuperfluitylikeDoss
ko
when
youhaveme?”
Valancyfeltthatshecouldn’ttellanybodyunlessshehadto.
Shefelt
povsem
quite
suretherewasnothingat
vseh
all
seriouslywrongwithherheart
in
and
noneedofall
je
the
potherthatwouldensue
če
if
shementionedit.
Shewouldjustslipup
tiho
quietly
andseeDr.Trentthatveryday.
Asforhisbill,shehad
je
the
twohundreddollarsthather
oče
father
hadputinthe
banko
bank
forherthedayshewasborn.
Shewas
nikoli
never
allowedtouseeven
je
the
interestofthis,butshewould
skrivaj
secretly
takeoutenoughtopayDr.Trent.
Dr.
Trentwasagruff,outspoken,absent-mindedoldfellow,
vendar
but
hewasarecognisedauthorityonheart
bolezni
disease
,evenifhewere
samo
only
ageneralpractitionerinout-of-the-worldDeerwood.
Dr.Trentwasoverseventy
in
and
therehadbeenrumoursthathemeanttoretire
kmalu
soon
.
NoneoftheStirlingclanhadevergonetohim
odkar
since
hehadtoldCousinGladys,tenyears
pred
before
,thatherneuritiswasallimaginary
in
and
thatsheenjoyedit.
Youcouldn’tpatroniseadoctorwhoinsultedyourfirst-cousin-once-removedlikethat—notto
omenil
mention
thathewasaPresbyterian
ko
when
alltheStirlingswenttotheAnglican
cerkev
church
.
CHAPTERII
WhenCousinSticklesknockedather
vrata
door
,Valancyknewitwashalf-past
sedem
seven
andshemustgetup.
Aslongasshecouldremember,
Bratranec
Cousin
Stickleshadknockedather
vrata
door
athalf-pastseven.
CousinStickles
in
and
Mrs.FrederickStirlinghadbeenupsinceseven,
vendar
but
Valancywasallowedtolieabed
pol
half
anhourlongerbecauseofafamilytraditionthatshewasdelicate.
Valancygotup,
čeprav
though
shehatedgettingup
bolj
more
thismorningthanevershehadbefore.