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She read Emerson for his sweet spirit, for his belief in love and friendship, her simple Congregationalist faith remaining undisturbed by his philosophy, from which she took only a habit of toleration. "Miss Debree has gone to church," she said, in answer to Mr. Lyon's glance around the room. "To vespers?" "I believe they call it that.
"I hope it will not hurt your national pride, Miss Debree, if I say that there is always the greater competition in the larger market." "Oh, my pride," Margaret answered, "does not lie in that direction." "And to do her justice, I don't think Miss Eschelle's does, either. She appears to be more interested now in New York than in London."
"Does the world seem any larger here, Miss Debree?" he asked, as they had lingeringly made the circuit of the room and passed out through the tropical conservatory to join the rest of the company. "Yes away from people." "Then it is not numbers, I am glad to know, that make a world." She did not reply.
I remember that it came upon me with a sort of surprise at the moment that we had never thought or spoken much of Margaret Debree as beautiful. We were so accustomed to her; we had known her so long, we had known her always. We had never analyzed our admiration of her. She had so many qualities that are better than beauty that we had not credited her with the more obvious attraction.
"I don't suppose she has any definite intentions, but I never think of her as a teacher." "She's so bright, and and interesting, don't you think? So American?" "Yes; Miss Debree is one of the exceptions." "Oh, I didn't mean that all American women were as clever as Miss Debree." "Thank you," said my wife. And Mr. Lyon looked as if he couldn't see why she should thank him.
"Does the world seem any larger here, Miss Debree?" he asked, as they had lingeringly made the circuit of the room and passed out through the tropical conservatory to join the rest of the company. "Yes away from people." "Then it is not numbers, I am glad to know, that make a world." She did not reply.
But to make over and take off the new look. Everything looks so new." "Well, we will try to live that down." And so they wandered on, admiring, bantering, planning. Could Etienne Debree have seen his descendant at this moment he would have been more than ever proud of his share in establishing the great republic, and of his appreciation of the promise of its beauty.
It was Margaret Debree how often I had seen her thus! sitting on her little veranda, swinging her chip hat by the string, glowing from some errand in which her heart had played a much more important part than her purse. I caught the odor of the honeysuckle that climbed on the porch, and I heard the note of the robin that nested there.
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