Charlotte Mary Yonge

Nuttie's Father Charlotte Mary Yonge

Book Excerpt: ...though the little fellows were clad in surplices and cassocks, and sat in the chancel for correctness sake, there was a space round the harmonium reserved for the more trustworthy band of girls and young women who came forth next, followed by four or five mechanics. Behind came the nucleus of the choir--a slim, fair-haired youth of twenty; a neat, precise, well-trimmed man, closely shaven, with stooping shoulders, at least fifteen years older, with a black poodle at his heels, as well shorn as his master, newly risen from lying outside the church door; a gentle, somewhat drooping lady in black, not yet middle-aged and very pretty; a small eager, unformed, black- eyed girl, who could hardly keep back her words for the outside of the church door; a tall self-...