[pg 023]"You can't warm it, for their is neither fire nor wood," said Julia; "and besides, my tooth is much better now."
So Fanny lay down by her sister, and the two, purity and guilt, were soon fast asleep, side by side, and the angel of innocence spread his broad wing protectingly over the yellow locks of the one, while a serpent lay coiled in the dark tresses of the other.
Chapter III
resulting in a betrothal and a tempest
[pg 024]At the breakfast table next morning Julia's pale face was noticed and commented upon.
"She had a violent toothache last night, which kept her awake," said Fanny.
"Now I think of it," said Mr. Middleton, "I wonder, Tempest, how you can have the toothache, for you are always bragging about your handsome, healthy teeth, and say you hain't a rotten fang in your head."
Julia colored, for what her father said was true, neither did she remember of ever having had the toothache in her life; but quickly recovering herself, she said, "Neither have I a decayed tooth. It was more of a faceache, I suppose, than the genuine toothache."