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Lottie Meyers was the leader of a group of four or five which gathered in the hallway at the end of the noon hour to enter animatedly into a discussion of waists, hats, and lingerie, to ogle and exchange persiflages with the young men of the paymaster's corps, to giggle, to relate, sotto voce, certain stories that ended invariably in hysterical laughter. Janet detested these conversations.
'You can give the third seat at the Jubilee to somebody else. I'm provided for. 'Who are you going with? asked Ada. 'My masher, the girl replied with a giggle. 'Where? 'Shop-windows in the Strand, I think. She resumed her jingling; it was now 'Queen of my Heart. Beatrice, dropping her paper, looked fixedly at the girl's profile, with an eyelid droop which signified calculation.
Kitty looked queerly at her and laughed, and instead of ignoring the petty insult, Maggie stopped the girls. "What are you laughing at, Kitty Cupar?" she asked indignantly. "At naething," promptly replied the girl. "What a born fool you must be to giggle at naething. Tak' tent, or you'll be crying for naething, afore night."
Which squawk, it may be added whatever its effect upon other members of the company as denoting involuntary and unceremonious descent from the high places of thirteen-year-old, public-school omniscience on the part of his elder, produced in eight-year-old Dick Ormiston such overflowings of unqualified rapture that, for a good two minutes, he had to forego assimilation of chocolate soufflet, and, slipping his hands beneath the table, squeeze them together just as hard as ever he could with both knees, to avoid disgracing himself by emission of an ecstatic giggle.
I know her perfectly though I only saw her portrait at the Academy years ago. Yes, there she is. Mrs. Muir, you know." She clapped her hands and her laugh became a delighted giggle. "And my Robin is playing on the grass near her with a boy! What a joke! And I wanted to see the pair together. Coombe said couldn't be done. And more than anything I want to speak to HER. Let's get out."
Bethune has had several narrow escapes. "That was a near shave," says Colonel Neilson, who happens to be near her when she runs, flushed and laughing, to the doorway. And then "How you are enjoying yourself!" "Yes. Isn't it foolish of me," says she; but she laughs still. "It is the essence of wisdom," says Neilson. Here a little giggle from Mrs. Chichester tells of her having been nearly caught.
"Have a cup with me?" "I will." "He's trying to tell me, Mr. Skalger, that I should never laaf. I must only grin." Her lips parted and she laughed joyously. Eugene laughed with her. He could not help it. "Ma-ma´ says I giggle all the time. I wouldn't do very well here, would I?" She always pronounced it "ma-ma´." She turned to Eugene again with big smiling eyes. "Exceptions, exceptions.
There was an interval of inquiry proceeding from half a dozen reluctant throats, more or less cottony and muffled, in those various degrees of grievance and mental distress which indicate too early roused young womanhood. The eventual reply seemed to be affirmative, albeit accompanied with a suppressed giggle, as if the young lady had just been discovered as an answer to an amusing conundrum.
I discovered this, from overhearing the lady in the bow-window say to the guard, 'Take care of that child, George, or he'll burst! and from observing that the women-servants who were about the place came out to look and giggle at me as a young phenomenon.
Poor little prim Common Sense, with her defiant, turned-up nose and her shrill giggle and her innate vulgarity. And against her the stillness of the night, and the music of the ages, and the beating of his heart. So it all fell down about his feet, a little crumbled dust that a passing breath of wind seemed to scatter, leaving him helpless, spellbound by the magic of her eyes.
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