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She shook her head, tried to smile through tears, and, crossing the hall, entered Cora's room. She came back after a moment, and, rejoining the other two at her husband's bedside, found the sick man in a stertorous sleep. Presently the nurse arrived, and upon the physician's pointed intimation that there were "too many people around," Laura went to Cora's room.
Cora's got to do different." "Mamie Beasley says she isn't going to invite her to her tea on Friday. And, you know, the teachers approve of afternoon teas. It makes for sociability, they say." "But Cora " "Hush-up!" commanded another. "Want everybody to hear you?" and she motioned toward Nancy. The latter saw her in the glass. So the two went out. Nancy wondered if Cora was so popular, after all.
Old Sloane exaggerated, she said; and she made fun of his gravity, his clothes and his walk, which she mimicked till she drew a reluctant and protesting laugh from even her mother. Mrs. Madison was sure she "couldn't get through" this experience save for Cora, who was indeed the light of the threatened house. Strange perversities of this world: Cora's gayety was almost unbearable to her brother.
This misguided young woman fondly hopes to be the ideal old man's darling. She deceives herself. She will be his slave, by day and night seldom out of his sight, never out of his service and surveillance. Possibly for she is not a woman of principle she may end by running away from her master, and that before long." Cora's last words brought them to the "Ladies' Entrance" of their hotel.
"You're not so darned all right," said Sloane coolly, as he pocketed his stethoscope. "Come, let me help you up. We're going to get you to bed." There was an effort at protest, but the physician had his way, and the two ascended the stairs slowly, Sloane's arm round his new patient. At Cora's door, the latter paused. "What's the matter?" "I want," said Madison thickly "I want to speak to Cora."
With North's assurance that her husband was surely coming, Cora's thoughts turned to the conventions which in the morning she had blithely whistled down the wind.
"I'll be good," promised Jack contritely. Walter gently slipped his arm around Cora's waist. Ed, towering above Walter, put his arm around his chum and Jack's sister. Jack managed to edge under her arm. "Well, we're a happy family now," said Jack. "You may read the letter, Cora. We each have you all to ourselves." With a quick move Cora freed herself.
Hugh is getting along so well I think mamma can receive some friends. I will let you know when they come." A further acquaintance corroborated Cora's idea of Nina Gordon's brains. She seemed to have no mind of her own; a good thing, perhaps, in some cases, but a more spiritless person to talk to never vexed the heart of man or woman either.
He had not essayed the attempt upon the mattress until assured that the house was wrapped in slumber. Then, with hope in his heart, he had stolen to Laura's room, lit the lamp, feeling safe from intrusion, and set to work. His implement at first was a long hatpin of Cora's.
"Come along for a ride in the Whirlwind. That will settle your nerves." "Where are you going?" asked Ida as she noticed they were not heading for Chelton. "We'll go to New City, Ida," went on Cora with sudden resolve. "I want to ask you a question." "Yes," spoke Ida nervously. "Did you lose anything at my party?" and Cora's thoughts were on the diamond ring in the safe. "No," replied Ida firmly.
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