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His stately but vague ideal of himself was supported by a stature beyond his years, but this rendered it the more difficult for him to bear the humiliation of his sudden collapses, and made him at other times the easier prey of Lottie's ridicule. He got on best, or at least most evenly, with his eldest sister.

"That was the source, perhaps, of Lottie's anger with me," spoke Agnes. "I think not. There was not a sentiment between us. It is the way, occasionally, that a very bad woman is made, by marriage or wealth, respectable, and she declares war on her own past and its imitators. You were pursued because you had exchanged deserts with her. You were pure and abused; she was approved but tainted.

"Bel," said Lottie, in a tone that quite startled that nervous young lady, "do you value my friendship at all?" "Certainly; and that is why I wish to prevent you from drifting into trouble: and it's not right for you to get him into " Lottie's warning gesture was so emphatic that Bel paused.

Blake hinder this friendship, as she would gladly have done, for her husband was on Lottie's side. "Let the girl alone," he said. "Too big for this sort of thing? Rubbish! The milliner's bills will come in quite soon enough. And what's amiss with Robin and Jack? Good boys as boys go, and she's another; and if they like to scramble over hedges and ditches together, let them.

It was only Lottie's "inveterate disposition to flirt." As to Lottie's "moods and emotions," she smiled at them with cool indifference, as far as she noticed them at all. "Young people pass through such phases as through the measles," she was accustomed to say. Addie was too much wrapped up in herself to think particularly about others.

"Now sort of turn round and sit down and slide," said Kezia. "But there's nothing to sit down on, Kezia," said Lottie. She managed it at last, and once it was over she shook herself and began to beam. "I'm getting better at climbing over stiles, aren't I, Kezia?" Lottie's was a very hopeful nature.

Flora thrust her hand through Lottie's arm as they went upstairs and heaved a sigh of funereal proportions. "Poor little Pixie! Don't you pity her? Oh, Lottie, you are lucky to have been out last night and escape all this bother! I wish I had had an invitation too, and then, even if Pixie doesn't confess, no one could possibly think that I had done it. Poor little thing!

She was Lottie's sister; but Lottie is not in the least like her, for she was very shy and nervous, and the girls teased her a great deal, and she took it to heart and made herself miserable. After her death it was found that she had kept a diary, and written down all her troubles; and her parents read it, and tried to think what they could do to prevent any other girl suffering as she had done.

To get together the money that specialist demands to treat Lottie's eyes, you must endeavor to increase your trade. Make the store just as attractive as possible. That's business, I believe. Daddy would say so, I am sure." Hopewell allowed himself to be convinced. There was not a store in town as attractive as Drugg's, after Clean-Up Day. The whole of Poketown, indeed, was in a new dress.

They were congenial in their views and feelings, and of course she would be very grateful. Lottie's manner had puzzled Hemstead greatly. He was even more disappointed than she had been over their prosaic meeting.