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Even at a distance I could see that their cheeks were painted, could note their affectation of feminine attitudes, could smell the perfumes with which they had deluged their bodies. These were some of the favorites of the King, and more of the imitators of the favorites.
I told you that she was very young, and very beautiful; but, Julia, she was also very guilty!" "Guilty!" exclaimed the fair girl, blushing fiery red, "guilty of loving you! Oh! Paullus! Paullus!" and between shame, and anger, and the repulsive shock that every pure and feminine mind experiences in hearing of a sister’s frailty, she buried her face in her hands, and wept aloud.
And Paul knew this; for his home was beautiful, a feminine taste and tact reigned through it, and Rosa's diffusive charity made him the centre of a circle to whom he dispensed not only earthly goods, but the noble thoughts of his large understanding. And Paul realized that while he guided all things by his wisdom, given to him of God, Rosa was as the motive power to his existence.
It was in the days of Fleet marriages in the days when young men about town were even more reckless and more likely to become the prey of feminine deception than they are now. The fact that Matthew Haygarth revealed no such marriage is no conclusive evidence against my hypothesis.
But I don't think I should have much enjoyment with a cheap wife. I like cold mutton and candle-ends myself very well, but I do not love feminine economies. Family washing-bills kept at the lowest, a maid-of-all-work with an allowance in lieu of beer, and a dark morning gown for household work, would not, if I know myself, add fuel to the ardour of my conjugal affection.
"Can anything equal the perverseness of these frivolous feminine toys!" he murmured pettishly, turning his head round toward Theos as he spoke "Was ever a more foolish child than Zoralin? ... Just as I would fain have consoled her for her pricking heartache, she must needs pour out a torrent of tear-drops to change my humor and quench her own delight! 'Tis the most irksome inconsistency!"
"Who's the girl, Dan?" asked Mac, but Dan did not stop to answer. As he hurried down the hall, a boy appeared from around the corner and beckoned to him with a mysterious grin. "Somebody's waiting for you down in the yard." "Who is he?" "'T ain't a he. It's the prettiest girl you ever seen!" Dan, whose thoughts for weeks had been completely filled with one feminine image, sprang to the window.
He drew back chilled. If only she had kept the feminine in abeyance! But sex was her only weapon. "I have listened," he said quietly. "And I thank you." "But you will not be counselled?" "In the last issue one must be one's own counsellor." Her face flamed. "If you were but that!" she tossed back at him. The taunt struck him full.
Ian had been so busy persuading Milly to view her own case as a simple one, and so busy comforting her with an almost feminine intuition of what would really afford her comfort, that it was only in the watches of the night that certain disquieting recollections forced their way into his mind.
"Oh, dear me, no!" his spoiled daughter protested. "It would be too great a strain on our feminine curiosity not to eavesdrop on Don's little romance." "Close it!" The Laird repeated. He was too late. Through the open door, Donald's voice reached them: "Oh, you poor girl! I'm so sorry, Nan dear. I'll be over immediately."
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