United States or Dominica ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !


He must leave her cheerfully and jauntily as the care-free ass known to her and to the world as just Monte. The scorn of those words stung him white with helpless passion. She had wished him always to be just Monte, because she thought that was the best there was in him. As such he was at least harmless a good-natured chump to be trusted to do no harm, if he did no good.

"I I try to be," he said. "It isn't easy to be careful not to risk everything by giving myself a little more at a time. If I ever saw you look tired " "Have you ever?" "Not yet. You always look you always look " "How?" "Care-free. That's it. Except when you feel sorry for me about something, you always have that splendid look. It puts courage into people to see it.

She did not wish him to know how deeply he had wounded her by that careless statement, so she uttered a care-free ripple of laughter. "I don't quite know whether I should take that as a compliment or not," she replied. "It is more than likely that I would have conducted myself very much worse than Patricia has done in this affair which you have not as yet explained to me.

For this is a part of the Southern credo, that all negroes are gay, care-free, and happy, and that if one could only be like the negroes, gay, care-free, and happy Ah, if one could only be like the negroes! None of this gossip reached Peter directly, but a sort of back-wash did catch him keenly through young Sam Arkwright and serve as a conundrum for several days.

It's all very queer but even queer things are sometimes reasonable," and she threw an affectionate arm about the little freshman as she turned her back on the judicial office in the big, gray stone building. Not going to bed at all, Janey?" queried Judith, letting her hair fall over her shoulders and shaking her head like a happy care-free Collie. "This bed is too inviting to slight that way.

If you'd like, I'll get out and crawl around in the mud, and play turtle for you." "No. I'm quite all right. I did feel frightfully strong-minded as long as there was any use of it. It kept me going. But now I might just as well be cheerful, because we're stuck, and we're probably going to stay stuck for the rest of this care-free summer day."

Long before she saw him, she heard his music, a young, clear, care-free voice ringing down from the trail that went over the mountains to Kanab and into Kimball Valley; one of the ways that led out to the world that she wondered about so much. It was a voice new to her, and the words of his ballad were also new. At first she heard them from afar:

The third house on his list was more promising in appearance, for it stood austerely remote from its neighbors. But on its soggy lawn two soiled children and a dog played in care-free abandon, and from the side of the house came the piercing whistle of an underling cheerily engaged in sawing wood and shouting cautions to the children.

She saw herself in imagination travelling along the highway with nimble jugglers merry musicians, and other care-free vagrant folk, instead of plying the needle. Even the whirling dust, the rushing wind, and the refreshing rain outside seemed desirable compared with the heavy convent air impregnated by a perpetual odour of lavender.

And when he remembered the care-free ring to her laughter when she said goodbye, he was reassured. No girl could laugh a goodbye like that to a man she loved. The tone was too poised and impersonal. He asked her to ride with him that afternoon. "On one condition," she smiled. "What?" "That you bring your banjo and play for me when I ask you." "How'd you know I had a banjo?"