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Updated: June 14, 2025
There were girls of all ages: little creatures, some pallid and delicate-looking, the offspring of invalid parents, much given to books, not much to mischief, commonly spoken of as particularly good children, and contrasted with another sort, girls of more vigorous organization, who were disposed to laughing and play, and required a strong hand to manage them; then young growing misses of every shade of Saxon complexion, and here and there one of more Southern hue: blondes, some of them so translucent-looking that it seemed as if you could see the souls in their bodies, like bubbles in glass, if souls were objects of sight; brunettes, some with rose-red colors, and some with that swarthy hue which often carries with it a heavily-shaded lip, and which, with pure outlines and outspoken reliefs, gives us some of our handsomest women, the women whom ornaments of plain gold adorn more than any other parures; and again, but only here and there, one with dark hair and gray or blue eyes, a Celtic type, perhaps, but found in our native stock occasionally; rarest of all, a light-haired girl with dark eyes, hazel, brown, or of the color of that mountain-brook spoken of in this chapter, where it ran through shadowy woodlands.
What do I want there? I'll get the kiss which the tavernkeeper's charming little daughter owes me. Her sweet mouth and fair braids with the bows of blue ribbon I saw nothing prettier anywhere!" "Yes, these blondes!" cried Angelo Negri, a Neapolitan boy of thirteen, rolling his black eyes upward enthusiastically, and kissing, for lack of warm lips, the empty air.
Annette's sheer beauty and remarkable taste in the use of Alac's prodigal gifts of clothing and jewels carried the badly disturbed and certainly unfavorably prejudiced MacReady family by assault. Ten years they lived in the big Northumberland home. A boy and a girl came, both blondes like their father.
Then the pretty dresses he loved to lavish upon her began to hang loosely upon her little body. It was a frightened young man who called in doctors and specialists. But, as Henri had once told him, they do not last long, these frail blondes. Also, she was of the sort that loves and that, you understand, is fatal!
All through our meal his talk continued: of cabarets and dances, or fox-trots and midnight suppers, of blondes and brunettes, "peaches" and "dreams," and all the while his eye roved incessantly among the tables, resting on the women with a bold stare. At times he would indicate and point out for me some of what he called the "representative people" present.
I shall stick to it through thick and thin. Now, about the blondes." "The blondes," repeated the professor dreamily. "Ah, yes, I must make a small confession of guilt there. I did not come here to escape the results of that indiscreet remark, but I really made it about a year ago. Shall I ever forget? Hardly the newspapers and my wife won't let me.
There happened to be a strong light upon the picture, and the lovely olive face, the vivid features, and glorious black eyes and eyebrows, seemed to flash out of the canvas into life. Even the living faces, being blondes, paled before it, in the one particular of color. They seemed fair glittering moons, and this a glowing sun. Grace's first feelings were those of simple surprise and admiration.
"When one of these children is married and has a bambino, I shall be more contented! If God sent me a cheru-bino del cielo, I shouldn't be more so." Laura laughed, and one of the little blondes remarked with aristocratic indifference: "Getting married comes first, mamma." To this the Countess of San Martino observed that she didn't understand the behaviour of girls nowadays.
Anybody can see that if she had better food and less to do she'd be a different person." "Oh, Maria was real pretty onct," Phineas said somewhat resentfully, "but when a man marries one of them slim little blondes he never knows what he's gittin'. They sort of shrink up on yer an' git faded an' stringy." "Yes, but think what she got," said Miss Lady determined to press the matter home.
I guess she must have meant Scraggsy or Neils, both bein' blondes an' she come out of her trance shiverin' an' shakin'. "'Your fortune lies at sea, my friend, she kept on sayin'. 'Go forth an' seek it. "'Gimme the longitude an' latitude, ma'am, I says, 'an' I'll light out. "'Look in the shippin' news in the papers to-morrower, she pipes up. 'Five dollars, please."
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