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And in short and finally it was none of her business; but with the aid of a certain chest upstairs, she knew what she could do! To the ball might go a beauty would make Mistress Evelyn Byrd look to her laurels! "There's the birthday dress that Madam Carter sent us only last week," she began hesitatingly.
"I agree with you, Lu," said Evelyn, "for in all the years that he has been my teacher I have always found that he knew what was best for me." "Take care, girls, that you don't make my biggest and oldest brother conceited," laughed Rosie. "There's not the least bit of danger. Nothing could make papa that!" exclaimed Lulu rather indignantly.
"I think I can guess what it is," laughed Rosie; "your father has promised you the diamond ring you want so badly." "No, it isn't that; you may have another guess; but I don't believe you could hit the right thing if you should guess fifty or a hundred times." "Then I sha'n't try. I give it up. Don't you, Eva?" "Yes, please tell us, Lu," said Evelyn.
I had thought of it too much, and, as I told you, I had acted it so often." "Have I been so severe with you, Evelyn, that you should dread me?" "No, darling, but, of course, I've behaved there's no use talking about it any more. But you could never have been really in doubt that a lover could ever change my love for you.
Evelyn had been for some time sensible of his infatuation, and striven vainly to combat it by every means in her power, forbearance having been her first alternative, vivid reproach her last. But experiments had failed. The first only fostered guilt beneath her own roof the last urged it to its consummation.
There might as well have been but one for, within the hall and without, the eyes of all seemed fastened on that. Some strange caprice had prompted Evelyn Darrah to wear black that night a grenadine, with cobweb lace and glinting spangles and sweeping train, the bodice cut low and displaying her shapely arms and neck and shoulders, enhancing the grace of her tall and slender form.
After she went to bed that night she lay awake a long time dreaming, just as she had done when she had been a little girl. Her youth seemed to rush back upon her like a back-flood. She caught herself dreaming of love-scenes in that same little wood where Wollaston and Evelyn had walked that day. She never thought of Evelyn and the possibility of her thinking of Wollaston.
She had left her maiden home, she had wept her last farewell on her mother's bosom, the sound of the carriage-wheels had died away; but still Lady Vargrave lingered on the threshold, still she gazed on the spot where the last glimpse of Evelyn had been caught.
Evelyn, and he several others, of my Gazette which I had about me that mentioned in April last a plot for which several were condemned of treason at the Old Bayly for many things, and among others for a design of burning the city on the 3rd of September. The house sat till three o'clock, and then up: and I home with Sir Stephen Fox to his house to dinner, and the Cofferer with us.
"After the first moments of joy were past, they sat down on a fallen and withered bough, between the rows of trees, and talked long and long together; so long, that Evelyn was almost too late to be taken to her aunts at noon.
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