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In viii. 44 the account is more detailed. The word βάρβαροι is absent from both poems, an absence which must be intentional on the part of the later reciters, but may well come from the original sources. The compound βαρβαρόφωνοι occurs in B 867, but who knows the date of that particular line in that particular wording? The Homeric epos drove out poetry like Corinna's.
A clump of trees hid the edge of the lake along which the Corinna's boat was stealing towards the starting-point. Presently the long shell swept into view, with its blooming rowers, who, with their ample dresses, seemed to fill it almost as full as Raphael fills his skiff on the edge of the Lake of Galilee.
A flicker of amusement brightened Corinna's eyes. "So, I think, is Stephen." "I have tried to be honest. It seems to me that a mother's wish should carry a great deal of weight in such matters." "It ought to," assented Corinna, "but I've never heard of its doing so." "Everything would have been satisfactory if he had not allowed himself to be carried away by a foolish fancy."
Sentimental, yes, and pathetic too, when one thought of it with patience. When dinner was over, and the Judge had gone to a concert in town, Corinna's mockery fell from her, and she sat in a long silence watching Benham's enjoyment of his cigar.
The light from the tall white candles, in branched candelabra of the Queen Anne pattern, fell directly on his handsome austere face, so full of delicate reserves and fine intentions; and all the disturbing questions fled from Corinna's mind while she looked at him. Surely, she repeated to herself, with a triumphant emphasis, surely there was no truth in that old ugly gossip!
"Not the Governor, I hope?" "Oh, no, the Governor is nothing a prize, nothing more. My antagonist is Mrs. Stribling." "Rose Stribling?" The Judge was mildly astonished. "Why, I remember her as a little girl in white dresses." Corinna's smile became scornful. "Well, she isn't a little girl any longer, and she oughtn't to be in white dresses." "Dear me, dear me," rejoined the old gentleman.
I know nothing about her except that she came in a few weeks ago, and the caretaker tells me that she is leaving to-morrow." "Do you know where she came from?" "My dear Stephen! Why, what in the world?" A laugh broke from Corinna's lips. "Did you ever see her before?" "Twice, and both times in the Capitol Square. I thought her dreadful to look at."
A clump of trees hid the edge of the lake along which the Corinna's boat was stealing towards the starting-point. Presently the long shell swept into view, with its blooming rowers, who, with their ample dresses, seemed to fill it almost as full as Raphael fills his skiff on the edge of the Lake of Galilee.
The minutes dragged by like hours while they waited there, in hushed suspense, for they scarcely knew what. Outside in the backyard, the flowering ailantus tree shed a disagreeable odour; downstairs the feeble crying, which had stopped for a little while, was beginning again. While she remained motionless at the foot of the bed, wild and rebellious thoughts flocked through Corinna's mind.
Stribling very much," replied Patty gravely, "but I don't. She isn't a bit real." Corinna's gaze softened until it swept the girl's face like a caress. "I hope you won't mind my calling you Patty," she responded irrelevantly. "It is so hard to say Miss Vetch, for I can see that we are going to be friends."
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