`` I felt the minute that man came into the house he brought trouble with him . Well , Miss Charlotte , I wish you happiness . I do n't know how the climate of California will agree with me , but I suppose I 'll have to put up with it . '' `` But , Nancy , '' I said , `` I ca n't expect you to go away out there with me . It 's too much to ask of you . '' `` And where else would I be going ? '' demanded Nancy in genuine astonishment . `` How under the canopy could you keep house without me ? I 'm not going to trust you to the mercies of a yellow Chinee with a pig-tail . Where you go I go , Miss Charlotte , and there 's an end of it . '' I was very glad , for I hated to think of parting with Nancy even to go with Cecil . As for the blank book , I have n't told my husband about it yet , but I mean to some day . And I 've subscribed for the Weekly Advocate again . III . HER FATHER 'S DAUGHTER `` We must invite your Aunt Jane , of course , '' said Mrs. Spencer . Rachel made a protesting movement with her large , white , shapely hands -- hands which were so different from the thin , dark , twisted ones folded on the table opposite her . The difference was not caused by hard work or the lack of it ; Rachel had worked hard all her life . It was a difference inherent in temperament . The Spencers , no matter what they did , or how hard they labored , all had plump , smooth , white hands , with firm , supple fingers ; the Chiswicks , even those who toiled not , neither did they spin , had hard , knotted , twisted ones . Moreover , the contrast went deeper than externals , and twined itself with the innermost fibers of life , and thought , and action .
`` I do n't see why we must invite Aunt XXXXX , '' said Rachel , with as much impatience as her soft , throaty voice could express .
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