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"I'm afraid I must," he said. "I'm sorry. Shall you be lonely?" "Oh, no," she rejoined briskly. "Of course not. I wasn't lonely before you came." She added rather wistfully, "It was good of you to stay so long; I hope you haven't been very bored?" "Not a bit," said Rivington. "I've only been afraid of boring you." She laughed a little. A certain constraint seemed to have fallen upon her.
I hoped to have left them in perfect safety, and then to have quitted Paris. I have my Leave to Pass. I was ready to go." They were both silent. "Yours is a long life to look back upon, sir?" said Carton, wistfully. "I am in my seventy-eighth year." "You have been useful all your life; steadily and constantly occupied; trusted, respected, and looked up to?"
Then: "Baby better now?" Meester would ask, interestedly. "That beeg doctor, he oil heem an' make heem well all right." After awhile: "I mebbe go now, Meester." "Good-night," said the host, briefly. At the door the Pole would turn, and look back, with the wistfully animal look of the Under Dog. "Those cheeldren, they make to get you the leetle bug. You mebbe like that, Meester, yes?
I looked up from my book and stared at her in amazement. "Hullo," I said. "Hullo," said Miss Middleton doubtfully. "Are you going to have tea with me?" "That's what I was wondering all the way up." "It's all ready; in fact, I've nearly finished. There's a cake to-day, too." Miss Middleton hesitated at the door and looked wistfully at me.
It is occurring to her that this grave sedate man with his glasses could never have been younger. He must always have been older than the gay, handsome, debonnaire father, who had been so dear to her. "What were you going to tell me about him?" asks the professor gently. "Only what he used to call me Doatie! I suppose," wistfully, "you couldn't call me that?"
I asked. "Lost what?" he demanded. "The tune I heard the harmonies." "No," he replied; "at least I think not. But if you have, no matter. You will hear others. Why do you look so distressed?" "It is lovely," I said wistfully, "all that music; but it is not MINE;" and tears of regret filled my eyes. "Oh, if it were only mine my very own composition!" Heliobas smiled kindly.
"The minister says ye're sure of it," replied her mother. "He says ye've the best school a'ready in all his circuit. I don't know how ever ye come to't so quick, child." And Isabella McDonald smiled wistfully, spite of all her pride in her clever bairn. "Ye see, then, what he'll say after the examination at New Year's," gleefully replied Bel, "if he thinks the school is so good now.
Ann's face had fallen. The idea of foregoing her daily plunge did not commend itself to her in the least. "I don't see why I can't have a dip just get wet, you know," she remonstrated wistfully. "You mustn't think of such a thing!" came in quick, imperative tones. Startled, she turned round to find Forrester standing at her elbow, with Cara Hilyard beside him.
Rather wistfully she looked at him. "What's the matter, John?" "I'm waiting for tomorrow," he said almost roughly. "So am I," she said, surprising herself so that she repeated the words slowly, to know their meaning. "So am I and it's here." "Not till the dawn," he said. "Go to sleep." Together their doors were softly closed and Helen knew now whose footsteps were in the children's garden.
Loneliness must be very terrible, and there is really no such thing as a girl friend after school days, is there? Except for very ugly girls or very daft ones." "I am sure you would be a staunch friend to anyone, dear." "Yes; but they don't know it, you see. Naturally they judge me by themselves," said Flamby wistfully. "I used to hate being a woman before I met you, Mrs.
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