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I'll put all the power of all women into her. But in the meantime I'd like to see one man turn pale and pant before me as the fat little prince does when Lucy snubs him." "Lucy is very hard to please," complained Miss Vance. "She snubs Mr. Perry naturally. But the prince why should she not marry the prince?"
"'You thinks so? says Vance, stoppin' the deal, an' leanin' a elbow on the box, while he goes projectin' towards the countenance of the Little Rock party with the forefinger of his other hand, kind o' claimin' his attention. 'You thinks so! I allows now you-all reckons that for a hotel, this yere Little Rock edifice is the old he-coon!
From an overhanging gable at the street corner looked down a roughly hewn stone Madonna. The arms of the Holy Child were outstretched to bless. Lisa paused before it, crossing herself. A strange joy filled her heart. "I too am a mother! I too!" she said. She hurried after George and clung to his arm as they went home. "Was there any letter?" she asked. "Only one from Munich Miss Vance.
Beaton gave her a very picturesque, a very dramatic sketch of the theory, the purpose, and the personnel of the new enterprise. Miss Vance understood too little about business of any kind to know how it differed from other enterprises of its sort.
"He has lived the years well," she thought, and prompted mysteriously, almost with vague apprehension she turned her eyes to Corliss. But if the groom had thrown off twenty years, Vance was not a whit behind.
Perry was forced to return to the States, but he made two flying trips across "the pond," as he called it, in the interests of his magazine, always running down his prey of notorieties in that quarter of Europe in which Miss Vance and her charges chanced to be. When he came in July he found them in a humble little inn in Bozen.
March hung his head; he knew it would be useless to protest that his share of the calamity was, by comparison, infinitesimally small. After she had heard Mrs. March to the end even of her repetitions, Miss Vance said, as if it were a mere matter of course that she should have looked the affair up, "Yes, I have seen Mr. Lindau at the hospital " "My husband goes every day to see him," Mrs.
"I should think so," said Miss Vance, with such lofty disapproval that Beaton felt himself included in it for having merely told what caused it. He could not help saying, in natural rebellion, "Well, the man of one idea is always a little ridiculous." "When his idea is right?" she demanded. "A right idea can't be ridiculous." "Oh, I only said the man that held it was.
"Facts. Cone along; I've a surprise for you." The master of the "Nancy" was amused and at the same time mystified. He could not dream what the countryman could have to say to him. "Come along," said Vance. "You have something to tell me?" "Yes." "Tell me here." "No; I want to sit down. It's a long story."
Vance in the Chelsea these were hers. Men sent flowers, love notes, offers of fortune. And still her dreams ran riot. The one hundred and fifty! the one hundred and fifty! What a door to an Aladdin's cave it seemed to be. Each day, her head almost turned by developments, her fancies of what her fortune must be, with ample money, grew and multiplied.
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