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Really she looked more like a fairy, with her frilly white frock and her golden hair and blue eyes. "Hello, Flossy Flouncy!" called out King, using his pet name for Delight; "you're a daisy May Queen! I offer you my humble homage!" A daisy May Queen was an appropriate term, for Delight's white frock was trimmed and wreathed with garlands of daisies.
Leslie need not have been ashamed, and I don't think in her heart she was, of the fresh, white, light-lying piles that had already begun to make promise of filling a drawer, which she drew out as she answered Cousin Delight's question. Besides, there were the pleasant talks and readings of the winter evenings, all threaded in and out, and associated indelibly with every seam.
"No; you don't know where it belongs. But if want to help me, can't you attend to Delight's canary? He hasn't had his bath, and Mary is too busy to do it. Do you know how?" "Oh, yes; I often give our bird his bath, and clean his cage, and give him fresh seed and water. Where shall I find the birdseed?" "In the small cupboard in Delight's playroom, the room where the bird is, you know."
A phonograph was scraping noisily. Delight's small nose lifted a little. What a deadly place! Coming in from the fresh outdoors, the noise and smoke and bar-room reek stifled her. Then a door opened, and Marion Hayden was drawing her into a room. "How providential, Delight!" she said. "You'll take my hand, won't you? It's Graham's dummy, and we want to dance."
But she had given him, for an instant, a breath of the fresh out-doors, and quietness and perhaps something clean and fine. There was an insistent clamor that she stay, and Tommy Hale even got down on his knees and made a quite impassioned appeal. But Delight's chin was very high, although she smiled. "You are all very nice," she said.
He looked so sort o' mournful over the hard times Whitfield wuz havin', and Tirzah Ann's and Delight's enjoyment of poor health, that I thought now wuz the appinted time for me to onfold this subject to him. This idee wuz that while Whitfield and Tirzah Ann wuz away up to Maine we should build a pretty little house for 'em on Shadow Island.
Was he not Bob's friend and Delight's uncle, a gentleman of honor who had money enough without stooping to secure more by treachery? And did it not follow that since Mr. Snelling was in his employ he must be a person of reputable character? A fig for Janoah Spence's accusations! Willie blew a contemptuous whiff of smoke into the air.
She saw then that the girl had brought her some spring flowers, and the little tribute touched her. "What a nice child you are!" she said, and standing before the mirror proceeded to take off her hat. Before her she could see the reflection of Delight's face, and her own tired, slightly haggard eyes. "And how unutterably old you make me look!" she added, smiling.
She acts just like a grown-up lady. And Flip Henderson is funny too." "But Midget," said her mother, "I can't let you go on with this Jinks Club of yours, if you're always going to spoil things." "No, of course not. But, Mother, I don't think it will happen again. And anyway, next time we're going to meet at Delight's." "That doesn't help matters any, my child.
And so I know that underneath all your personal regrets you rejoice in the prospect of Delight's marriage as I rejoice in Cynthia's. We shall not always be in this world to safeguard our daughters. How much better to see their future in the protection of younger and stronger men than ourselves!" "Yes, yes!" murmured Zenas Henry.
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