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Before the evening was over, however, I had forgotten my passing dissatisfaction; for Mr. Bovyer was in one of his inspired moods when he sat at the piano. I noticed afterward that Mrs. Flaxman's eyes were very red; but while he was playing my attention was taken up in part with the music, and partly in furtively watching Mr. Winthrop. He seemed ill at ease, and restless; while Mr.
"Yes and no, I wish you had been there, Mr. Winthrop. Please don't ask me to describe it." "I will get a description of how you received it then from Bovyer he could tell me better than you. He reads faces so well, I sometimes have a fear he sees too far beneath our mask." "I don't want to see him any more then," I said impetuously. "Why not?"
"Why, child, that is my trouble just now. I am not willing ever to lose you certainly not so soon as these impetuous youths desire." "Mr. Bovyer is not young," I said, with a lightened heart. "What shall I say to them, then?" "That I do not want to leave Oaklands. I am so happy here."
Bowen said, in conclusion. I gave Mr. Bovyer a meaning glance and also a very grateful one; but it was apparently thrown away; for not a muscle of his face moved in response to my smile. Mrs. Blake went around for a while like one in a dream.
I tried to shield my face with my fan and at last regained my composure, and tried, in sly fashion, to dry my eyes with the bit of lace I called my handkerchief, and which I found a very poor substitute for the substantial lawn hitherto used. At last I regained my composure sufficiently to look up, when I found Mr. Bovyer regarding me keenly.
"There have been solitary instances of the like along the ages men of whom the world was not worthy but the most of us are not such stuff as heroes are made of." I turned to him with kindling eyes: "Wouldn't you like to be one of them, Mr. Bovyer?"
Bovyer bought it, I have felt afraid that he did; but any way the money will do good; be the indirect means of giving sight to one of Christ's own followers.
Allan says it is on the principle of calling a place a grove because there are no trees in it," said Diana, "for nobody lives along the road except the Copp girls and old Martin Bovyer at the further end, who is a Liberal. The Tory government ran the road through when they were in power just to show they were doing something."
It was growing late, and before long the guests retired. Mr. Bovyer, as he shook hands with me, said: "You have not answered my question yet. Will you come to the Philharmonic to-morrow evening?" I looked to Mr. Winthrop for a reply. "I think you must deny yourself that pleasure, as we shall probably go home to-morrow." "So soon?" I asked with surprise.
Flaxman drew her chair near the fire and settling back comfortably as if she were in no hurry to retire, said very seriously: "This is unexpected our going home to-morrow." "I am afraid Bovyer is about making an ass of himself. Strange what weaknesses come over strong men sometimes! He was the last I should have expected such a thing from," Mr. Winthrop said.
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