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She played and sang beautifully to-night." "What did she play, mamma?" "Chopin!" "Did she!" cried Vixen. "Then I pity her. Yes, even if she were my worst enemy I should still pity her." "People who are fond of music don't mind difficulties," said Mrs. Tempest. "Don't they? Then I suppose I'm not fond of it, because I shirk my practice.
"Ay," said the old man, as he got off the hen-coop, "you'll all three be useful, if I mistake not, by and by. Down, Vixen, down poor creature, you've lost a good master, I'm afraid." "Stop now let me see," said Ready, talking to himself; "first but I'll get the log board and a bit of chalk, and write them down, for my memory is not quite so good as it was." Seagrave plenty of live stock.
He lent me Madame Guyon's Life once to read. I didn't appreciate it. I told him that for all her religion she seemed to me to have a deal of the vixen in her. He could hardly get over it: it nearly broke our friendship. But I suppose he was very like her, except that, in my opinion, his nature was sweeter. He was a fatalist saw leadings of Providence in every little thing. And such a dreamer!
She travelled through Europe with her mother and brothers, and found an opportunity to meet Chopin in one, and Slovaki in another town, and to pass several weeks with each. It was Slovaki's turn to meet her in Geneva. Here she inspired him to much verse, especially his "In der Schweiz." But all this while the little vixen corresponded with Chopin.
"But, Vixen, I can't, really," said Roderick; "I'm due at home at this moment, only I couldn't leave without saying good-bye to little Vix." "And you're over due at Oxford, too, aren't you?" cried Vixen, laughing; "you're always due somewhere never in the right place.
Oh, you impertinent man!" and, crimson with rage, the spoilt little beauty ran out of the room. Vickers looked grave, but Frere was constrained to get up to laugh at his ease. "Good! 'Pon honour, that's good! The little vixen! Half an hour at the triangles! Ha-ha! ha, ha, ha!" "She is a strange child," said Vickers, "and talks strangely for her age; but you mustn't mind her.
"Which there's no good talking any more," declared the ancient vixen. "Are you wanting to make trouble for her with the colonel? Be off, young man. It ain't the first time I've told you you'd get nowhere in this house!" There was no possible answer left to Donnegan, and he did as usual the surprising thing.
"What does this mean?" he finally found words to say, screaming at the top of his voice, for the Vixen was now making good speed. "I preferred to be the host rather than the guest," the boy said, with a shrug of the shoulders. "I don't know what you mean by that," Collins replied. "You meant to capture me tonight?" asked Ned. "Nothing of the kind!" roared Collins.
"Thou wretch! thou vixen! thou shrew!" said I to my wife on the morning after our wedding; "thou witch! thou hag! thou whippersnapper thou sink of iniquity! thou fiery-faced quintessence of all that is abominable! thou thou-" here standing upon tiptoe, seizing her by the throat, and placing my mouth close to her ear, I was preparing to launch forth a new and more decided epithet of opprobrium, which should not fail, if ejaculated, to convince her of her insignificance, when to my extreme horror and astonishment I discovered that I had lost my breath.
There I found a shallow depression, not unlike the "form" of a hare, but longer and broader, and I determined to keep strict watch evening after evening, till I learned the reason for the occasional visits of the vixen and her cubs to the brake.
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