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The beautiful river, softly flowing in sunlight through richly cultivated meadows, always seemed to Mr. Blumenthal like the visible music of Mendelssohn. Mr.
"Yes, Mamita," responded Flora; "and you know I fancied myself a great musical composer in those days, a sort of feminine Mozart; but the qui vive was always the key I composed in." "I used to think the fairies helped you about that, as well as other things," replied Mrs. Delano. "I think the fairies help her now," said Mr. Blumenthal; "and well they may, for she is of their kith and kin."
"Never in public; but Madame Blumenthal tells me that she had it played at her own house in Berlin, and that she herself undertook the part of the heroine." Pickering's unworldly life had not been of a sort to sharpen his perception of the ridiculous, but it seemed to me an unmistakable sign of his being under the charm, that this information was very soberly offered.
I told her that I was not afraid of preferring any woman in the world to her, and then she repeated, 'Happy man, happy man! you are in love, you are in love!" I called upon Madame Blumenthal a couple of days later, in some agitation of thought.
But if the major is prepared to drop a penitent tear over the ashes of Clorinda, I shall not whisper to him that the urn is empty." Even Adelina Patti's singing, for the next half-hour, but half availed to divert me from my quickened curiosity to behold Madame Blumenthal face to face.
Things ain't so stylish here as at your house; but I hope you'll find 'em comfortable." Mrs. Bright, a sensible-looking woman, with great moderation of manner, showed them into a plainly furnished, but very neat parlor. "O, how pleasant this is!" exclaimed Mrs. Blumenthal, as she looked out of one of the side-windows. The children ran up to her repeating: "How pleasant! What a nice hedge, mamma!
"Before I mention my plans, I should like to hear your view of the subject, Blumenthal," said Mr. King. His brother-in-law replied: "I think Rosa is right about taking charge of Henriet and educating her. But it seems to me the worst thing you could do for her or her husband would be to let them know that they have a claim to riches.
We will send the young people out of the way this evening, and lay the case before a family council of the elders. I should like to consult Blumenthal. I have never known a man whose natural instincts were so true as his; and his entire freedom from conventional prejudices reminds me of my good father. I have great reliance also on Mrs. Delano's delicate perceptions and quiet good sense.
I had a little Alfred and a little Flora. They came to us in Provence, and we left their pretty little bodies there among the roses." The sisters sat folded in each other's arms, their souls wandering about among memories, when Mr. Blumenthal returned from his long ramble with the children. Then, of course, there was a scene of exclamations and embraces.
Ruth thoughtlessly slipped after him and murmured over his shoulder: "Friend of yours?" Gethryn's fists unclenched and came out of his pockets and he and Ruth went away together, laughing under the trees. Mr Blumenthal stood where Rex had left him, holding out the bait-box and gazing after them. Then he turned and looked at the colonel and his wife.
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