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"Come right up," she heard him say. "I do believe he has brought the white girl," she said, clasping her hands; and, to be sure, when he opened the door, some one was behind him. "This is the nearest like you I could get," he said, and led forward some one in a grey frock and hat. Dimple screamed, "Why, it is Florence. Oh! papa, you didn't say you were going to auntie's!" "No.
This they managed to do, shutting the window carefully. "It seems dark still," Dimple remarked. "I wonder what makes this such a dark room." Just then they heard a mighty crash and both started, then clung to each other, whispering, "What's that?" "It is thunder," said Dimple, when a second peal was heard. "Oh, how dark it is. Come, Florence; we must hurry.
Bubbles looked as sympathetic as the occasion required, and trotted along by Dimple's side, holding the umbrella over her, and trying to suggest all manner of comforting things. "Hit'll all be ovah befo' yuh is twict married, Miss Dimple, and hit mought be wuss. S'posin' Miss Flo'ence was los' sho 'nough, den yuh might tek on.
It was a sweet little face, oval and smooth; but it might have been called expressionless if it had not been for a dimple which peeped and vanished around a corner of the small compressed mouth, and for the great deep brown eyes, like the eyes of deer or like pools of forest water, eyes full of warmth and affection.
So for a half hour or more a little whispering sound went on, interspersed by stifled laughter. Then at the noise of Mrs. Dallas' hand upon the door knob, the two girls sprang to their feet. "Hurry up, mamma, tell us," cried Dimple, as the door opened. "When you give me a chance," replied Mrs. Dallas, smiling. "I am going. Does that please you?" "Oh! oh!" cried the two, dancing up and down.
She was not beautiful, except in so far as she was young, for youth is always beautiful; she was tall, of a sweet and delicate thinness, and with the faint coloring of a blush-rose; her dimple was exquisite; her brows were straight and fine, shading eyes wonderfully star-like, but often stormy eyes of clear, dark amber, which, now that David had come home, were full of dreams.
She must get rid of that fair young man with the silky moustache and the darling dimple. The sallow, the sublime, and the Werter-faced must be made to take the place of laughing eyes and pink cheeks. She did work very hard, and sometimes, as she thought, successfully. She came to a positive conclusion that he was the handsomest man she ever saw, and that she certainly liked the few grey hairs.
Thaine had been listening intently and now he broke in with face aglow and eyes full of eagerness. "God forbid!" Carey said. "The lure of the drum beat might be hard for older men to resist even now." "Your hand will fit a plow handle better than a gun-stock, Thaine," his father assured him, looking down at the boy's square, sun-browned hand with a dimple in each knuckle.
Even a delighted giggle from Bubbles did not cause her to turn her head, but when that small hand-maiden, who was bustling about waiting on every one, offered her a saucer of ice cream, Dimple exclaimed, "I guessed it! I guessed it to myself." "Guessed what?" said Mr. Atkinson, at her side. "Guessed that it was an ice cream freezer under the blanket," returned Dimple.
Prince Ernest is, credit me, not unworthily treated by me, if life is a battle, and the prize of it to the General's head. I implore you' he lured her with the dimple of a lurking smile 'do not seriously blame your afflicted senior, if we are to differ.
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