THE
BENGAL MAGAZINE.
February 1878.
BIANCA.
OR
THE YOUNG SPANISH MADIEN.
Chapter III.
Lady Moore received Bianca courteously, indeed the cold manner with which she used latterly to welcome the girl, was almost absent that day. Maggie came running out, all smile and welcome. Little Willie, he was my Lady’s youngest, a posthummous child, and only four years old, came running also to Miss Garcia; she took him in her arms, and carried him to the drawing room. My Lady was very affable. "I am glad to see you again, Miss Garcia, it is a long time since you called here last. You mustn’t forget old friends. Willie is so fowl of you, he has been asking for you twenty times a day." "Were you Will?" And the girl smiled brightly at the child. Willie sat quiet; he was rather an absent-minded fellow: suddenly,—"Mista Ingwani cam he'e Cissey, this morning." "Do you know him Will?" Smiling, "yes; mamma and I saw him yeste’day. And you we’e the’e; you did not ohee me; we we’s behind the t’ee." My Lady rose up quickly; "Come Wilie, you must want your dinner, it’s past four o’clock. You just be hungry." "No ma, I shall sit he'e." "Nowget down Master Willie," said Maggie; "I must show Bianca my flower beds." "Then I'll go with you." And Willie jumped off Bianca’s lap: My Lady was very gracious "Miss Garcia don’t carry Willie, he is too heavy." And Willie who was just stretching out his little stout arms, turned
