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Then a smile that the Lord gives only now and then, to a man that He is sure He can trust, flitted over the tall boy's face as he added: "And the very first evening I came back to Green Valley I held you in my arms rescued you." He laughed boyishly, plaguing her. But she stood motionless with amazement, too angry to say a word. When that smile came her anger faded.

Among the trees on his right, he had a good view of Harriet Floyd's party. They all seemed exasperatingly merry. Bates was making himself boyishly conspicuous, running after water, preparing lemonade, and passing it round to the others, with his silk hat poised on the back part of his head. Mrs.

And there emerged from the inner room a trim, lithe, almost boyishly slim figure attired in a bewitchingly skittish-looking garment consisting of knickerbockers and snug brassiere of king's blue satin messaline. Dainty black silk stockings and tiny buckled slippers set off the whole effect. "Miss La Noyes," said Emma McChesney, almost solemnly, "this is Mr. T. A. Buck, president of the firm.

"You may remember a night at my uncle's, Colonel Carvel's, on the occasion of my cousin's birthday?" "Yes," said Stephen, in surprise. "Well," blurted Clarence, boyishly, "I was rude to you in my uncle's house, and I have since been sorry." "He held out his hand, and Stephen took it warmly. "I was younger then, Mr. Colfax," he said, "and I didn't understand your point of view as well as I do now.

But it's like a picture." Gilbert laughed boyishly. Her enthusiasm delighted him. To make the long low living room with its big brick chimney and open fireplace absolutely right had dispelled his boredom little as he had intended to use it. The whole thing was carried out on the lines of the main room in an English shooting box.

But he had not whimpered, he had made an effort, none the less brave because so boyishly obvious, to keep up a smiling front. He had sought to offer his gift from the heart, ungrudgingly, because he had loved her, still loved her, he thought. That which they had now to decide seemed big and vital to him. His pride was touched. A need was involved.

He hesitated, blushed boyishly through his tan, and blurted, "There's something mighty queer about that departure of hers yesterday." "Ah!" "I don't feel right about it.... It's deuced queer. She isn't in Alexandria." "Ah!" "If you say 'Ah' again, I hope you choke," said Billy violently to himself.

Recognising Paul Mario, he raised the peak of his cap and began to climb the dell-side, head lowered shamefacedly. "It's Fawkes," said Paul "Uncle Jacques' gamekeeper. Presumably this wood belonged to him." "Lucky man," replied Don. "Did he also own the wood-nymphs?" Paul laughed suddenly and boyishly, as was his wont, and nodded to Fawkes when the latter climbed up on to the path beside them.

She was a changed girl from that moment. Not that she ceased to like Earl Usher, who awkwardly resented her overtures and was boyishly ashamed of them, but her jealousy seemed, after the handing over of Mr. Logan, to lose its bitterness.

A girl of her own age was approaching around the corner, paddling along in rubbers, and a long coat. She was chewing gum. Betty could see the outline of a strong good-natured jaw working contentedly as she was silhouetted against the light. She had her hands in her pockets, and a little dark hat worn boyishly on the back of her head, and she was humming a popular song.

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