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He looked at her gratefully. She was as good-tempered as ever; not in the least flustered or put out. "Jove, K," he said, "I should be a fool to marry. For real solid satisfaction give me a sister." "Why?" said Kate amusedly. "Do you think your wife wouldn't pack your bag for you?" He considered Bee for a moment in a wifely, packing attitude, then Dora. "Not all wives," he said a little vaguely.
This obscure youth this poor fool, who had been on the point of marrying a simpleton to whom he had made a boyish promise was coming between him and the object of his long pursuit, the woman who had every attraction to draw him to herself.
Do you suppose I can't see that?" "Well, but she won't see Freddie, Mrs. Perch. He won't be here." "She'll catch him," declared Mrs. Perch doggedly. "Any girl could catch Freddie. He's a positive fool with one of these girls after him. Now she's got to have his uncle Henry's armchair in her room, if you please. That's a nice thing, isn't it?"
And out of doubt he is either a fool, or ungrateful to God, or both, that doth not acknowledge, how mean soever his estate be, that the same is yet far greater than that which God oweth him: or doth not acknowledge, how sharp soever his afflictions be, that the same are yet far less, than those which are due unto him.
I was not destined to go very far, however. Before long the object of my absurd chase entered a well-known insurance-office. I stopped at the door of the establishment. I had no business within, why should I continue to follow? Had I not already been making a sad fool of myself by my ridiculous conduct? These were my thoughts as I stood heated by my quick walk.
"I haven't anything against him now." "But you were going to tell us something " "I guess I was fooling." "People are not apt to fool who have just been in terror of their lives." Her eyes sought the ground. "I'm just a hardworking girl," she muttered almost sullenly. "What should I know about that man Quimby's dreadful doings?" "Dreadful? You call them dreadful?" It was Doctor Golden who spoke.
At my silence he turned toward me suddenly, with that happy smile of his, and said again: "I tell you that you won't blame me when you see her. You'll envy me, and you'll call me a confounded fool for staying away so long. It has been terribly hard for both of us. I'll wager that she's no sleepier than I am to-night, just from knowing that I'm hurrying to her."
I felt as it were a breathing of death upon me. But still I thrust away from me that terrible light on things. "Victoire!" I said, "take care! You are no fool: you are something worse. Your hatred of the woman who has taken the place of my first wife your blind hatred has suggested to you odious, nay! criminal words." "Ah! Ah! Monsieur", she cried with wild energy.
"Time will show, but I incline to think that he is not a fool by any means," answered the girl, pulling a cluster of white roses out of her bosom to make room for the pansies, though they did not suit the blue gown half so well.
Dennis had made quite a fool of herself, said certain elders, but when it came to cutting in for Evelyn Darrah, Willett had had to be up and doing, even finally, for her and her alone, as he murmured, daring to dance.
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