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The more of simplicity that she sensed in him the greater the advantage she took. She had a trick of changing and it was not altogether voluntary from this gay, thoughtless, girlish coquettishness to the silence and the brooding, burning mystery of a woman's mood.
Sidonie sat down as soon as she entered the room, pushing aside her long white skirt, which sank like a mass of snow at the foot of the divan; and with sparkling eyes and a smile playing about her lips, bending her little head slightly, its saucy coquettishness heightened by the bow of ribbon on the side, she waited. Frantz, pale as death, remained standing, looking about the room.
Of these, one is a little fellow of six or eight years old, brother to the bride,—and the other a girl of the same age, or something younger, whom he calls ‘his wife.’ The real bride and bridegroom are not more devoted than they: he all love and attention, and she all blushes and fondness, toying with a little bouquet which he gave her this morning, and placing the scattered rose-leaves in her bosom with nature’s own coquettishness.
He acted automatically, drawing out for her the chair opposite his own, and sat down again. "Say, but I'm hungry!" she exclaimed, pulling off her gloves. She smiled at him, wanly, yet with a brazen coquettishness become habit. "Hungry!" he repeated idly. "I guess you'd be, if you'd only had a fried egg and a cup of coffee to-day, and nothing last night."
'And in brunettes is mystery, could'st" thou but read it right, * Thy sight would never dwell on others, be they red or white: Free-flowing conversation, amorous coquettishness * Would teach Harut himself a mightier spell of magic might. And saith another, And yet another, His charms are jealous each of each, and all desire * To be the down that creepeth up his lovely face. And again another,
Her lips were most provocative, and all about the edges of that dark cloud, her hair, the light played fitfully through a lattice of stray tendrils. A very pretty picture indeed, Miss Foster was perfectly conscious of her charms, and a mistress of coquettishness in her use of them.
The girl was so young and joyous, so pretty, so arch, so fascinating with that little coquettishness that is not the usual type of the Puritan maiden, I could not find it in my heart to remember Mary's words and "try to instil in her a closer appreciation of the more serious purposes of life."
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