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"'Some of you boys must have given him a heavy dose for so early in the morning, said Pink, 'for he ordered me to have the cattle counted, and report to him at the wagon. Acted like he didn't aim to do the trick himself. Now, as I'm foreman, continued Pink, 'I want you two point-men to go up to the first little rise of ground, and we'll put the cattle through between you.
The sparse and storm-buffeted pines and the rough scrub merged into a tangled mass of undergrowth and forest, where silver firs and deodars rose conspicuous. The little streams that rushed down the hillsides were fringed with maidenhair fern, lighted up here and there with a bunch of pink primula or a tiny cluster of dog violets.
"Well, perhaps so; only tell me which is your peculiar weakness, as they say in the west, and may be I'll convince you." "Oh, as to that," said I, laughing, "I'm not very far gone on either side." "Then, Matilda, probably, has not tried you with Cowley, eh? you look a little pink 'There are hearts that live and love alone. Oh, poor fellow, you've got it!
Lily sat down on one of the plush and rosewood sofas, and he deposited himself in a rocking-chair draped with a starched antimacassar which scraped unpleasantly against the pink fold of skin above his collar. "My goodness you can't go on living here!" he exclaimed. Lily smiled at his tone.
Then, returning to where stood the young and attractive woman in pale pink chiffon, with diamonds on her neck and a star in her fair hair, he looked her straight in the face and asked, "Well, and what have you decided?" She raised her eyes to his, but made no reply. She was hesitating. The gems upon her were heirlooms of the Heyburn family, and in that grey light looked cold and glassy.
"Oh, nothing only to say we are going up to the fair." "Very well; run along. You look as sweet as a pink." A bright color flashed over her face, and settled in her dimple, making it look like a rose as she smiled. She was putting on her blossom-coloured lace mitts as she entered the room. Some one else thought she looked as sweet as a pink when he rose, and led the way.
Her face was a little paler than it used to be, as if she had been indoors more; but there was a pink flush in her cheeks that made her look prettier than I had ever seen her. Her eyes were bright as if with tears just trembling to fall, rather than with the old glint of defiance or high spirits; but she smiled and laughed more than ever I had seen her do.
All through dinner, while her soft anxious eyes dwelt on him over the bowl of pink roses in the centre of the table, he tried hard to throw himself into her narrow life, to talk only of things in which he felt that she was interested. Slight as the effort was, he could see her gratitude in her face, could hear it in the gentle silvery sound of her voice.
Her complexion was capricious; now pale, now tinged with the pink of the sea-shell, or the softest shade of the rose leaf: but in either it was so transparent, that you doubted which became her the most.
Now, in all commonwealths dominated by a religion in the Christian commonwealths of the Middle Ages and in many rude societies this habit of dancing was a common habit with everybody, and was not necessarily confined to a professional class. A person could dance without being a dancer; a person could dance without being a specialist; a person could dance without being pink.
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