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"I'm not on a vacation; so it counts with me. Please take your arm away," said Cynthia. "Oh, all right. But I shouldn't object to your putting your arm around me." "You will never have the chance." "Why are you so hard on me, Cynthy?" asked Jeff. "You didn't used to be so." "People change." "Do I?" "Not for the better." Jeff was dumb. She was pleased with her hit, and laughed.

'I may stay here as long as I was at the last place eight years. Joseph laughed, with exceeding good-nature. 'Oh yes; I shouldn't wonder, he said, entering into the joke. 'Still' becoming serious 'I wish you'd found a pleasanter place. With the winter coming on, you see Sidney broke in with splenetic perversity. 'I don't know that I shall pass the winter here.

"Yes." "How long will he be gone, Fleda?" "I don't know he didn't say. I don't believe many days." Hugh was silent a little, while she was putting away the stand and the oyster-shells. Then she came and sat down by him. "You have burnt yourself over those things," said he, sorrowfully; "you shouldn't have done it. It is not right."

"Of course I've heard of you, seen your picture in the papers, and all that, and, though I say it that shouldn't, I want to say that I didn't care a rap about those articles you wrote on Mexico. You're wrong, all wrong. You make the mistake of all Gringos in thinking a Mexican is a white man. He ain't. None of them ain't Greasers, Spiggoties, Latin-Americans and all the rest of the cattle.

Edith plunged into her subject as soon as they were seated and turned toward each other. "Tell me. If you married a divorced woman, wouldn't your whole position in England be be different?" "I shouldn't care anything about that." "That's not what I'm asking you. I'm asking you if there wouldn't be ways in which it would be hard for you?" The honesty in his eyes pierced her like a pain.

"I'll tell you what," said Peter; "we'll leave the dog here, and go home and get somebody to come." "You just behave, Peter Grant," said Horace, looking very angry. "I shouldn't want to be your dog! Just you hold his foot still, and I'll try again."

"I should be willing to run the risk," he said, with a short laugh, "even if she did." "But I shouldn't be willing to let you. You forget she ruined one rich man; she might easily ruin another." "That would depend very much upon the man." "No man can cope with a woman such as I was only a few years ago.

"I shouldn't like to let you do it; though of course it would be a great thing, if we could learn something about her. I own I don't like her appearance, though I can't say why. Somehow or other, I don't think she is all right. Either all those guns are a mere pretence, and she is weak handed, or she must carry a very big crew."

You would be treated with the courtesy and cordiality to which every one would see you to be entitled. Practically I am ostracized here by the class to which you belong. When you spoke I stalked away like a sulky boy, muttering, 'Why shouldn't I be a gentleman? Even the girls in this town are taught to look upon Northerners as boors.

I fell into the habit of counting my footsteps. I would walk with Florence to the baths. And, of course, she entertained me with her conversation. It was, as I have said, wonderful what she could make conversation out of. She walked very lightly, and her hair was very nicely done, and she dressed beautifully and very expensively. Of course she had money of her own, but I shouldn't have minded.