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In thinking about it, Flora forgot her own troubles, and forgot all about the rain, though at that moment it was beating fiercely against the window, and the cold wind was begging to come in. By and by she carried the footstool to her mother's side and seated herself demurely. "I am going to tell you a story," she said. "It is a story, but it is the truth, too. Want to hear it?" Mamma assented.
The dog licked my hand, and showed great friendship for me, and I told Francezka how ingeniously he had escaped from me at Strasburg to join his master. "Well," replied Francezka, demurely, "no one can blame Bold for running away to join such a master. I have read in old Homer somewhere that Achilles tells Agamemnon he is as impudent as a dog.
Then he advanced to meet her, broadly smiling, his blue eyes dancing. "You got my note this morning?" "Yes," she said, demurely. "You were much too kind, and much much too absurd. I have done nothing." "Oh, nothing, of course." Then, after a moment: "Are you going to tie me to that fiction, or am I to be allowed a little decent sincerity? You know perfectly well that you have done it all.
Faggus gave his mare a wink, and she walked demurely after him, a bright young thing, flowing over with life, yet dropping her soul to a higher one, and led by love to anything; as the manner is of females, when they know what is the best for them. Then Winnie trod lightly upon the straw, because it had soft muck under it, and her delicate feet came back again. "Up for it still, boy, be ye?"
Flip had withdrawn to the window, and was looking out upon the rocking pines. "He don't seem to be coming," said Lance, with a half-shy laugh. "No," responded Flip demurely, pressing her hot oval cheek against the wet panes; "I reckon I was mistaken.
They were not long gone, however; they came walking back together, still demurely hand in hand, and settled themselves quietly in a corner to study their tasks for the next day.
"Very well; Victor Carden and his very lovely wife will be just the people." "Is Victor married?" demanded Gatewood, astonished. "No," said the Tracer demurely, "but he will be in time for that dinner." And he set the date for the end of the week in an amused voice, and rang off.
Holley opened his lips to speak, hesitated, looked away from Bostil, and finally said, "No, it sure ain't." Then he turned and walked away, head bent in sober thought. Bostil came toward the open door where Lucy stood. He looked somber. At her greeting he seemed startled. "What?" he said. "I just said, 'Hello, Dad," she replied, demurely. Yet she thoughtfully studied her father's dark face.
On the contrary, the young ladies seated themselves demurely in their rush-bottomed chairs, and knit their own woolen stockings, nor ever opened their lips except to say "yaw, mynherr," or "yaw, yaw, Vrouw," to any question that was asked them, behaving in all things like decent, well educated damsels.
"I have wondered sometimes whether there might be any one who would be different." "I should be sorry," she said demurely. "Sorry, yes; so would the tradespeople who had had my money and the men who call themselves my friends and forget that they are my debtors." "You are cynical." "I cannot help it," he answered. "It is my dream. To-day, you know, I have stood face to face with evil things."
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