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He started being careful of 'is money instead o' spending it, and three mornings running he bought a newspaper and read the advertisements, to see whether there was any comfortable berth for a strong, good-'arted man wot didn't like work. He actually went arter one situation, and, if it hadn't ha' been for seventy-nine other men, he said he believed he'd ha' had a good chance of getting it.
The large towns were filled with pretty, pale girls, gay in muslins and ribbons and big hats, who danced and drank soda-water in the mornings and danced again in the evenings, or went on drag-rides, and flirted at all hours.
If the weather were fine the doctor would sometimes go out in the mornings also, and then he liked best to take his young wife to the Ueberhell garden outside the Petersthor, and show her what rare herbs and fruit-trees his father and grandfather had planted, and Frau Bianca amused herself by gathering the flowers, or helping her child to pick the ripe cherries and early pears.
The day was quiet and dreamy one of those late Indian Summer mornings, when existence itself seems heavenly. The sash was open, and the odor of heliotrope and roses came through, softening the sweet thoughts that floated in her brain, and becoming, as it were, a part of them.
She had looked exactly like it when a young girl, she said; it was strange how precisely he had hit the color of her hair; but she was afraid it was blaspheming to paint a Madonna with her face; she was a poor sinner, nothing more. Florette was glad that the work was finished, for restlessness again began to torture her, and the mornings had been so lonely.
"I wish something would happen!" sighed Norah. "If it were something nice," corrected Lettice. "Lots of things happen every day, but they are mostly disagreeable. Getting up, for instance, in the cold, dark mornings and practising and housework, and getting ready for stupid old classes I don't complain of having too little to do. I want to do less, and to be able to amuse myself more."
There were scraps of tinsel and odds and ends of ornaments that had been broken or damaged by careless handling. These he hid away in a chest in his room, as carefully as a miser would have hoarded a bag of gold. Clotilde Robard, the housekeeper, wondered why she found his candle burned so low several mornings.
Madam de Warrens sent me to him two or three mornings, under pretense of messages, without acquainting me with her real intention. He spoke to me gayly, on various subjects, without any appearance of observation; his familiarity presently set me talking, which by his cheerful and jesting manner he encouraged without restraint I was absolutely charmed with him.
When Montesquieu was deeply engaged in his great work, he writes to a friend: "The favour which your friend Mr. Hein, often does me to pass his mornings with me, occasions great damage to my work as well by his impure French as the length of his details." "We are afraid," said some of those visitors to BAXTER, "that we break in upon your time."
"A body'd think you'd pick up and get fat, now you don't have to work nothin', except mornings and evenings." "There is no harder work in the world, father, than teaching even when you like it." "It ain't no work," he impatiently retorted, "to set and hear off lessons." Tillie did not dispute the point, as she tied a gingham apron over her dress.
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