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"And you seem to have a deal more cheek than you did the first time I made your acquaintance," replied Marcy. Jack laughed heartily. "Why, what is there to hinder you from taking me down to the fleet?" he demanded. "Haven't I often heard you boast of the Fairy Belle's sea-going qualities?
Polly even tried me out with a bunch of roses, which I knew came from the old musk clump in the corner of the garden which I had seen rebudded, but I thanked her coldly and immediately gave them to Belle's mother. I saw Matthew comforting her in the distance, and his face was tenderly anxious about me all the rest of the evening. "Dear, are we going to be be married in town at a church?"
What is the meaning of this?" she demanded, as the girls, half of whom had rushed because the others had, returned abashed to their seats. "I never knew them to behave so before," said Celia, in apology. "Something seems to be wrong to-day." "Wrong, indeed," repeated Mrs. Graham, who was a person of somewhat majestic appearance. Then her glance fell on Belle's desk.
"What is next Sunday's lesson?" was Belle's very usual question. "Well," said Hartigan, "I came across a text that filled me with joy. 'When Amaziah, King of Judah, was murdered, it says, 'They brought him upon horses and buried him with his fathers in the city of Judah. "Brought him on horses. What a picture, Belle!
"A pond lily has a yellow head, and Belle's is just about that shade." It would be pretty to see a yellow head in the white peals of the improvised lily. Cora satisfied her curiosity by finding out that these petals were nothing more than barrel staves covered with crushed white paper. "You have had an awful lot to do, girls," she said with genuine sincerity.
This is hers;" and she laid her hand upon the straw head-dress which the gentlemen had but a moment before been assuring Belle was vastly becoming, and, without ceremony, snatched it from her head. Belle's eyes flashed angrily. "What do you mean?" said she; "you saucy little creature! Give me that hat!" and she stretched out her hand to take it.
Belle's restraint broke: "You'd better set your own house in order before you criticize me or Jim Laramie. He's never yet tried to assassinate anybody." "Neither has my father, nor the men that raided the Falling Wall." "Don't you know," demanded Belle, indignantly, "that the men who raided the Falling Wall are the men that tried to murder Laramie?" "I don't believe it," said Kate, flatly.
"But we'd immensely like to have you come," urged Dave; "that is, unless you'd be uncomfortable on the water." "Oh, I'm never uncomfortable on the water," Belle's mother replied. "Then you'll come, won't you?" pleaded Dave. Belle's mother made one of the jolly party. "You'd better come, too, Danny boy," urged Dave at the last moment.
"Who told you?" was Mildred's prompt response to Belle's news that night, while a sudden bloom in her pale face showed how deeply the tidings interested her. "No matter how I learned the fact," replied Belle a little brusquely; 'it's true. He wouldn't lift his little finger to keep you from starving." "You wrong him," cried Mildred passionately; "and I don't wish you ever to speak of him again.
Boyd was more inclined to see things Belle's way, and at length a compromise was reached by which Belle became her father's bookkeeper and secretary, and for a time all went well. Then a new factor entered the case, one for which the reformer has not yet found a good answer.
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