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That Mallet was without vanity I by no means intend to affirm; but there had been times when, seeing him accept, hardly less deferentially, advice even more peremptory than the widow's, you might have asked yourself what had become of his vanity. Now, in the sweet-smelling starlight, he felt gently wooed to egotism.
'Girls like Ruby don't want no time to be wooed by one such as that, though they'll fall-lall with a man like John Crumb for years. 'I suppose she's gone to London. 'Don't know nothing of where she's gone, squoire; only she have gone some'eres. May be it's Lowestoft. There's lots of quality at Lowestoft a'washing theyselves in the sea.
He loved deeply, he was hated; he adored, he was scorned; he wooed a wild beast, he pleaded with marble, he pursued the wind, he cried to the wilderness, he served ingratitude, and for reward was made the prey of death in the mid-course of life, cut short by a shepherdess whom he sought to immortalise in the memory of man, as these papers which you see could fully prove, had he not commanded me to consign them to the fire after having consigned his body to the earth."
She did not yield so very lightly to the invitation to go before a parson. She had to be wooed after all; a Harry Hotspur's wooing. Three clergymen of the Established Church were on the island: 'And where won't they be, where there's fine scenery and comforts abound? Beauchamp said to the doctor ungratefully.
Another thing, if our daughters are not worthy of being wooed and wooed, and asked not twice, but half a dozen times, before they are persuaded to say yes, I don't know who is. The idea of their jumping at any man! you have drawn me into vulgar language, Jonathan, the moment he makes his bow is too bad or too good, I do not know which to say.
I could find no other meaning for his words, and I was almost ready to believe that the brown-eyed, laughing Yolanda was none other than the far-famed Mary of Burgundy, whose tiny hand was sought by every nation of Europe having a marriageable king or prince. Kings in their dotage and princes in their nonage wooed her.
Thenceforth, year in, year out, it was in the form of fiction that Zeus wooed her. The sole result was that she grew sick of the sight of novels, and found a perverse pleasure in reading history. These dry details of what had actually happened were a relief, she told herself, from all that make-believe.
Two months of work and thought for the diseased people had slipped away, and by the mere lapse of time, as well as by every other proof, he had come to know that there was no maiden in any way connected with Madame Le Maître who answered to the visions he had seen, or who might be wooed by the man who had ceased to care for all other women for her sweet sake.
The dye in her cheeks ran a little stronger. There had been much gossip about a certain Italian nobleman who had wooed her openly and madly. "They told a lot of nonsense." "And some that wasn't nonsense." "Not much." She changed the subject lightly. "You read all about the wedding, of course." He quoted.
And certainly the love-making had begun: she already felt herself being wooed by this silent man seated at an agreeable distance, with the subtlest atmosphere of attar of roses and an attention bent wholly on her.
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