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It was very odd of Bourhope, unless he thought Chrissy would have no chance of any other partner, and wanted to spare a plain little girl's mortification at the very commencement of the evening. "That must be it," Mrs. Spottiswoode said to herself, and was consoled by Corrie's hand being immediately requested for the Colonel's nephew.
It was only a dream as yet, and she would be the mistress of her dream; it should not be the mistress of her. So she resolved, showing herself a reasonable, thoughtful, conscientious woman, as well as a loving, fairly proportioned, and lovely human spirit. Chrissy retained all her sober senses. She recollected what was due both to the hero and to the others concerned.
How far's such as her gwaine in life without some person else to lean upon?" "If the ivy cannot find a tree it creeps along the ground, Chrissy." "Ess, it do; or else falls headlong awver the first bank it comes to. Phoebe's so helpless a maiden as ever made a picksher. I mind her at school in the days when we was childer together.
She glanced at Chrissy, alert at once and on the defensive. She had recognised the four diamonds, but all the rest was a mere mystery to her. "He's got just that mark on his shoulder," said Chrissy, meeting her gaze and nodding towards the shield. "Has he?" said Tilda disingenuously. But she was jealous already, and by habit distrustful of her sex. "Didn't you know?
Look here, Chrissy! "Presently Uncle Peter's bell rang, and Miss Chrissy was sent for. She came down again radiant with pleasure. "'What do you think, Charlie! That carriage is mine all my own. And I am to go to school in it always. Do come and have a ride in it. "You may be sure I was delighted to do so. "'Where shall we go? I said.
That is what I cannot understand, now girls can lay aside their dignity and borrow masculine fashions. What a little lady Christine would have seemed beside them! Chrissy has such pretty manners." The dinner hour passed more pleasantly than on the previous evening. Richard talked more, and seemed tolerably at his ease.
If she had not possessed a bright, intelligent expression, she would certainly have been plain as indeed she was to those who did not heed expression. It was a delightful chance to Chrissy, this brief transplanting into the flourishing, cheerful town-house, amid the glowing gaiety of the yeomanry weeks.
She would not have said so much against him, had not Mercy taken his part. Mercy rarely contradicted her sister, but even this brief passage with a real man had roused the justice in her. "I don't agree with you, Chrissy," she said. "He seems to me VERY MUCH of a gentleman!"
The exact position of this girl, with her ready "Peter," her willingness to disclaim an old friendship, her pleasant unresponsiveness, was a little hard to determine. A lady, obviously, a possible beauty, and entirely unknown "Well, we must run," Mrs. Lawrence recalled herself to say suddenly. "But why won't you and Miss Lord run up to see Chrissy for a few moments, Miss Brown?
Some one must have done the mending and darning and laundry work, but I never saw any of that. Always a gray yarn stocking, and never any appearance of the finished pair. Go when you would, and the dear ladies were not alone many hours, the knitting was on and going on. Miss Chrissy was the beauty. Ages ago there had been a tradition of a lover, but nothing came of it.
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