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Miss Eleanor Scaife was gouvernante des enfants de New Lindsey; but she found the duty of looking after two small children, shared as it was with a couple of nurses, not enough to occupy her energies. So she organised the hospitality of Government House, and interested herself in the political problems of a young community. In the course of the latter pursuit, a study of Mr.
She lingered for a moment beside the door, which Margaret had very promptly shut upon her the moment she was out of the carriage. "Don't be nervous," Margaret whispered encouragingly from the safe seclusion of her corner. "I am not." "Of course you're not!" Eleanor retorted. "You haven't begun to play the impostor yet. I have, and I am not sure that I like it.
He returned at last to find a letter of farewell forever his beloved had been spirited away to other scenes. Then Egbert Mason left his native land, baffled, broken-hearted, and devoted the next three years to the study of special lines in his profession. In a stately drawing room of an ideal Kentucky home are Eleanor Carleton and Egbert Mason, once more face to face.
There was a little silence. "We runaways mustn't be gone too long. Have you any idea what time it is?" asked Miss Ferris. Eleanor did not answer, and Miss Ferris looked up to find her crying softly, her face hidden in one hand, her shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs. For a moment Miss Ferris watched her without speaking.
'It's the time it all lasts; when you are as strong as I am. Eleanor took her hand and kissed it. 'Do you never take quite another line? she said, with sparkling eyes. 'Do you never say "This is my will, and I mean to have it! I have as much right to my way as other people?" Have you never tried it with Teresa? The Contessa opened her eyes.
Manisty must have safely left it for that important field day of his clerical and Ultramontane friends in Rome, in which he was pledged to take part; then the arrival of the startled and bewildered Aunt Pattie at the small hotel where they were in hiding her conferences first with Eleanor, then with Lucy. Strange little lady, Aunt Pattie! How much had she guessed?
I know Eleanor told me herself that she is awfully fond of Dora Carlson, that she appreciates the way Dora feels toward her, and means to be worthy of it if she possibly can." "Then I'm sure I beg her pardon," said Katherine heartily. "Only when did she tell you that, Betty?" "Oh, back in the fall, just a little while after the sophomore reception."
'Cause if you do, oh, naughty grasshopper, I'll scrunch you!" with a vicious snap on the "scrunch." The Bishop lowered his hands and looked at her. "I'm not being very interesting, Eleanor, am I?" "Not very," Eleanor admitted. "Couldn't you be some more int'rstin'?" "I'll try," said the Bishop. "But be careful not to hurt the poor grasshopper.
"This thing of having a secret hanging round your neck is hell!" Maurice told her. "Every minute I think 'Suppose Eleanor should find out?" Mrs. Houghton put her hand on his knee. "The only way to escape from the fear of being found out, Maurice, is to be found out. Get rid of the millstone. Tell Eleanor." "You don't know Eleanor," he said, dryly. "Yes, I do.
Hoover," Eleanor answered, gravely. And then she looked through to see Bessie, and in a moment they were in one another's arms. "I've been to Zebulon, and I've found out lots of things," said Eleanor. "Bessie, unless we're very careful that horrid old Mr. Weeks will get hold of Zara again, and the law will help him to keep her.
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