You are not able for such a drive . You would n't get over it for a month . You know you are anything but strong this summer . '' Aunty Nan sighed , and patted the tiny , furry , gray morsel of a kitten in her lap with trembling fingers . She knew , better than anyone else could know it , that she was not strong that summer . In her secret soul , Aunty Nan , sweet and frail and timid under the burden of her seventy years , felt with mysterious unmistakable prescience that it was to be her last summer at the Gull Point Farm . But that was only the more reason why she should go to hear little Joscelyn sing ; she would never have another chance . And oh , to hear little Joscelyn sing just once -- Joscelyn , whose voice was delighting thousands out in the big world , just as in the years gone by it had delighted Aunty Nan and the dwellers at the Gull Point Farm for a whole golden summer with carols at dawn and dusk about the old place ! `` Oh , I know I 'm not very strong , Maria . '' said Aunty Nan pleadingly , `` but I am strong enough for that . Indeed I am . I could stay at Kensington over night with George 's folks , you know , and so it would n't tire me much . I do so want to hear Joscelyn sing . Oh , how I love little Joscelyn . '' `` It passes my understanding , the way you hanker after that child , '' cried Mrs. William impatiently . `` Why , she was a perfect stranger to you when she came here , and she was here only one summer ! '' `` But oh , such a summer ! '' said Aunty Nan softly . `` We all loved little Joscelyn . She just seemed like one of our own .
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