She might have called me at least , '' said Rose , recollecting , with a sigh , the anguish of that moment . `` She meant you should learn by experience , as Rosamond did in that little affair of the purple jar , you remember . '' `` I always thought it very unfair in her mother not to warn the poor thing a little bit ; and she was regularly mean when Rosamond asked for a bowl to put the purple stuff in , and she said , in such a provoking way , ' I did not agree to lend you a bowl , but I will , my dear . ' Ugh ! I always want to shake that hateful woman , though she was a moral mamma . '' `` Never mind her now , but tell me all about my loaf , '' said Dr. Alec , much amused at Rose 's burst of indignation . `` There 's nothing to tell , uncle , except that I did my best , gave my mind to it , and sat watching over it all the while it was in the oven till I was quite baked myself . Everything went right this time , and it came out a nice , round , crusty loaf , as you see . Now taste it , and tell me if it is good as well as handsome . '' `` Must I cut it ? Ca n't I put it under a glass cover and keep it in the parlor as they do wax flowers and fine works of that sort ? '' `` What an idea , uncle ! It would mould and be spoilt . Besides , people would laugh at us , and make fun of my old-fashioned accomplishment . You promised to eat it , and you must ; not all at once , but as soon as you can , so I can make you some more . '' Dr. Alec solemnly cut off his favourite crusty slice , and solemnly ate it ; then wiped his lips , and brushing back Rose 's hair , solemnly kissed her on the forehead , saying , heartily , `` My dear , it is perfect bread , and you are an honour to your teacher . When we have our model school I shall offer a prize for the best bread , and you will get it . '' `` I 've got it already , and I 'm quite satisfied , '' said Rose , slipping into her seat , and trying to hide her right hand which had a burn on it . But Dr. Alec saw it , guessed how it came there , and after tea insisted on easing the pain which she would hardly confess . `` Aunt Clara says I am spoiling my hands , but I do n't care , for I 've had such good times with Aunt Plenty , and I think she has enjoyed it as much as I have .
Only one thing troubles me , uncle , and I want to ask you about it , '' said Rose , as they paced up and down the hall in the twilight , the bandaged hand very carefully laid on Dr. XXXXX 's arm .
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