Perhaps her thoughts were less of the loss to the world of art than of the difficulty of hunting up another housemaid . Mr. Stephens looked honestly regretful . `` I 'm sorry , very sorry , Miss Slade , '' he said . `` You have exceptional talent , and I think you ought to cultivate it . '' `` I am going to cultivate Aunt Rebecca , '' said Jane Lavinia . Nobody knew just what she meant , but they all understood the firmness of her tone . Her trunk was taken down out of the express wagon , and Mr. and Mrs. Stephens drove away . Then Jane Lavinia went home . She found Aunt Rebecca washing the breakfast dishes , with the big tears rolling down her face . `` Goodness me ! '' she cried , when Jane Lavinia walked in . `` What 's the matter ? You ai n't gone and been too late ! '' `` No , I 've just changed my mind , Aunt Rebecca . They 've gone without me . I am not going to New York -- I do n't want to go . I 'd rather stay at home with you . '' For a moment Aunt Rebecca stared at her . Then she stepped forward and flung her arms about the girl . `` Oh , Jane Lavinia , '' she said with a sob , `` I 'm so glad !
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