Soon, however, they had to
cross two long fields, where gleaning was going on merrily; Helen
made several complaints of the heat and of the small size of her
parasol; and Elizabeth had to catch Dora, and hold her fast, to
prevent her from overheating herself by a race after Rupert through
the stubble. At the first stile, Harriet thought proper to make a
great outcry, and was evidently quite disposed for a romp, but Rupert
helped her over so quietly that she had no opportunity for one. They
now found themselves in a grass field, the length of which made Helen
sigh.
'Why, Helen, how soon you are tired!' said Rupert; 'I am afraid
Dykelands did not agree with you.'
'Helen is only a little cross, she will be better presently,' said
Dora, in so comical a tone, that Rupert, Katherine, and Harriet all
laughed, and Helen said sharply, 'Dora, do not be pert.'
Rupert was really a very good-natured youth, but it would have
required more forbearance than he possessed, to abstain from teazing
so tempting a subject as poor Helen was at this moment.
'And how do you know that Helen is a little cross, Dora, my dear?'
said he.
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