Sister--oh

　　"Sister--oh, Evelina! I knowed you'd come!"Ann Eliza had caught her close with a long moan of triumph.
　　Vague words poured from her as she laid her cheek againstEvelina's--trivial inarticulate endearments caught from Mrs.
　　Hawkins's long discourses to her baby.
　　For a while Evelina let herself be passively held; then shedrew back from her sister's clasp and looked about the shop. "I'mdead tired. Ain't there any fire?" she asked.
　　"Of course there is!" Ann Eliza, holding her hand fast, drewher into the back room. She did not want to ask any questions yet:
　　she simply wanted to feel the emptiness of the room brimmed fullagain by the one presence that was warmth and light to her.
　　She knelt down before the grate, scraped some bits of coal andkindling from the bottom of the coal-scuttle, and drew one of therocking-chairs up to the weak flame. "There--that'll blaze up ina minute," she said. She pressed Evelina down on the fadedcushions of the rocking-chair, and, kneeling beside her, began torub her hands.
　　"You're stone-cold, ain't you? Just sit still and warmyourself while I run and get the kettle. I've got something youalways used to fancy for supper." She laid her hand on Evelina'sshoulder. "Don't talk--oh, don't talk yet!" she implored. Shewanted to keep that one frail second of happiness between herselfand what she knew must come.
　　Evelina, without a word, bent over the fire, stretching herthin hands to the blaze and watching Ann Eliza fill the kettle andset the supper table,http://www.louisvuitton360.com/. Her gaze had the dreamy fixity of a half-awakened child's.
　　Ann Eliza, with a smile of triumph, brought a slice of custardpie from the cupboard and put it by her sister's plate.
　　"You do like that, don't you? Miss Mellins sent it down to methis morning. She had her aunt from Brooklyn to dinner. Ain't itfunny it just so happened?""I ain't hungry,UGG Clerance," said Evelina, rising to approach the table.
　　She sat down in her usual place, looked about her with thesame wondering stare, and then, as of old, poured herself out thefirst cup of tea.
　　"Where's the what-not gone to?" she suddenly asked.
　　Ann Eliza set down the teapot and rose to get a spoon from thecupboard. With her back to the room she said: "The what-not? Why,you see, dearie, living here all alone by myself it only made onemore thing to dust; so I sold it."Evelina's eyes were still travelling about the familiar room.
　　Though it was against all the traditions of the Bunner family tosell any household possession, she showed no surprise at hersister's answer.
　　"And the clock? The clock's gone too.""Oh,homepage, I gave that away--I gave it to Mrs. Hawkins,nike shox torch 2. She's kep'
　　awake so nights with that last baby.""I wish you'd never bought it," said Evelina harshly.
　　Ann Eliza's heart grew faint with fear. Without answering,she crossed over to her sister's seat and poured her out a secondcup of tea. Then another thought struck her, and she went back tothe cupboard and took out the cordial. In Evelina's absenceconsiderable draughts had been drawn from it by invalid neighbours;but a glassful of the precious liquid still remained.