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Mona had never looked so well, and Roger, who was Father Nile, expressed his admiration frankly. "I say, Mona," he declared, "if the real Cleo Pat looked like you, I don't blame old Mark for flirting with her. Maybe I'll flirt with you before the evening is over." "Ha! Minion! Methinks thou art presumptuous!" said Mona, marching about theatrically.

I didn't want to hear her make disparaging remarks about him, and she is such a flirt, she'd try to draw him out and he would shut up like a clam." "Well, I think," decided Silvia, "that the best way out of it is to write Rob to postpone his visit and I will write Beth to come direct to Hope Haven." "Yes," I agreed, "that will be fine.

"She looked at me squarely this afternoon when she and that dark fellow passed, and I swear they're the most beautiful eyes I ever saw. And her hair " "Do you think that she knew you?" asked Howland quietly. Gregson hunched his shoulders. "How the deuce could she know me?" "Then why did she look at you so 'squarely? Trying to flirt, do you suppose?" Surprise shot into Gregson's face.

Once, when they had first returned from finishing school the year before, a neighbouring lady, meeting Aunt Sharley on the street, had been moved to ask whether the girls had many beaus, and Aunt Sharley, with a boastful flirt of her under lip which made her side face look something like the profile of a withered but vainglorious dromedary, had answered back: "Beaus? Huh!

"I like that," she said; "it sounds so well, after your vigorous flirtation with our abbess. If I had not seen a good deal of that, I should not have dared to ask you to flirt with me. I thought you liked it, and now that she is gone might be willing to take up with some one else." I was irritated and disquieted. I had been very earnest in my attentions to Mother Anastasia.

Thomas is trying to flirt with him." "I guess you don't like him, because you don't see him as he is," ruminated Bob Flick. "He's not afraid of anything; he'll take chances, just without thinking of them, that I don't believe another man on earth would. He's always good-natured and amusing, and look how he can cook, Pearl," turning in his saddle, "just think of that!

He had known, here in Europe, two or three women persons older than Miss Daisy Miller, and provided, for respectability's sake, with husbands who were great coquettes dangerous, terrible women, with whom one's relations were liable to take a serious turn. But this young girl was not a coquette in that sense; she was very unsophisticated; she was only a pretty American flirt.

"I'll never flirt again while I live," she said with great earnestness, as he bade her good-bye; and he answered encouragingly, "No, I am quite sure you won't leave it to girls like Aldith, won't you? you only wanted to be set straight. Good-bye, little Miss Meg." Consequences "However could you do it? Some day, no doubt, you'll rue it!" Meg's troubles were not quite over, however, even yet.

Occasionally a fox whisked out of sight with a contemptuous flirt of its brush. Once only in twenty miles we encountered another traveler. An old man, riding bareback on a mule, drew up in the road and awaited us. Despite the cold, a gap of sockless, dust-covered ankle showed between his rough brogan uppers and the wrinkled legs of his butternut breeches.

"I've been postmistress an' assistant postmistress here for fifteen years, an' nobody's ever insulted me, or tried to flirt with me. I can take my oath on that." "I believe you, Miss Pickett" interrupted Harley P. Hennage serenely. "Even in a tough town like San Pasqual human courage has its limitations." Miss Pickett flew to the delivery window and looked out. Harley P. was looking in.