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Updated: June 19, 2025
A few nights after the meeting in the woods, Leigh was hurrying along Birdseye Avenue, like the belated White Rabbit on its way to the Queen's croquet party. He was going to a lecture on Velasquez at the house of one of his colleagues, Professor Littleford.
Miss Tarrant, of whom we were speaking, affected me, as you say, in this way that I think more highly still, if possible, of the sex which produced such a delightful young lady." "Well, we think everything of her here," said Miss Birdseye. "It seems as if it were a real gift." "Does she speak often is there any chance of my hearing her now?"
"I haven't forgotten that she invited me, when I met her." "Oh, of course she attracts many visitors," said Miss Birdseye, limiting her encouragement to this statement. "Yes; she must be used to admirers. And where, in Cambridge, do her family live?" "Oh, it's on one of those little streets that don't seem to have very much of a name. But they do call it they do call it " she meditated audibly.
Perhaps its citizens are to be envied rather than pitied: "bene est cui deus obtulit Parca, quod satis est, manu." Let us go up to the top of the main street, and sit down on the ancient oak bench high up on the hill, whence we can look down on the old-world place and get a birdseye view of the quaint houses and the surrounding country.
Miss Birdseye had given herself away so lavishly all her life that it was rather odd there was anything left of her for the supreme surrender. When he looked at Olive he saw that she meant to ignore him; and during the few minutes he remained on the spot his kinswoman never met his eye. She turned away, indeed, as soon as Doctor Prance said, leaning over Miss Birdseye, "I have brought Mr.
"I was one of them," Basil Ransom said; "I came with Miss Chancellor, who is a kind of relation of mine, and you were very good to me." "What did I do?" asked Miss Birdseye candidly. Then, before he could answer her, she recognised him. "I remember you now, and Olive bringing you! You're a Southern gentleman she told me about you afterwards.
"Then after reading the morning paper I arise, take a bawth, and Estelle does my hair. That is, she does part of it. I can't bear any one's teeth but my own on my Dutch braid. You know some people are sensitive that a-way. After the hair dressing number I inhale about $4 worth of breakfast and then lounge about my little nest. I call it my little nest because it is finished in birdseye maple.
Miss Birdseye gave a little ineffectual sigh. "Well, I suppose every one must act out their ideal. That's what Olive Chancellor does. She's a very noble character." "Oh yes, a glorious nature." "You know their opinions are just the same hers and Verena's," Miss Birdseye placidly continued. "So why should you make a distinction?"
You will always carry your goodness." For a minute she made no response. Then she murmured: "That's the way Olive Chancellor told me you talked." "I am afraid she has told you little good of me." "Well, I am sure she thinks she is right." "Thinks it?" said Ransom. "Why, she knows it, with supreme certainty! By the way, I hope she is well." Miss Birdseye stared again. "Haven't you seen her?
What Miss Birdseye clung to, with benignant perversity, was the idea that, in spite of his exclusion from the house, which was perhaps only the result of a certain high-strung jealousy on Olive's part of her friend's other personal ties, Verena had drawn him in, had made him sympathise with the great reform and desire to work for it.
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