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"I wish she might have lived for ever," Johnny said to himself. He had not yet been definitely called upon by the entrance of the servant to offer his arm to Miss Demolines, when Crosbie walked across to him from the rug and addressed him. "Mr Eames," said he, "it is some time since we met." And he offered his hand to Johnny. "Yes, it is" said Johnny, accepting the proffered salutation.
"Maria Clutterbuck was my early friend, and though words have been spoken which never should have been spoken, and though things have been done which never should have been dreamed of, still I will not desert Maria Clutterbuck in her hour of need. No, never!" "I'm sure you're what one may call a trump to your friends, Miss Demolines." "I have always endeavoured to be so, and always shall.
At any rate she had fine eyes, and there was something picturesque about the entanglement of her hair. "Think of it, and then come back and talk to me again," said Miss Demolines. "But I am going out of town to-morrow." "For how long?" "For ten days." "Nothing can be done during that time. Clara Van Siever is going away in a day, and will not be back for three weeks.
Such power of expression is often attained by dint of labour, though it never reaches to the expression of anything in particular. She was almost sufficiently good-looking to be justified in considering herself a beauty. But Miss Demolines, though she had said nothing as yet, knew her game very well.
Nevertheless he would certainly go and see Miss Demolines again, because, as he said, she was as good as a play. The Picture
Hereupon Miss Demolines held up her hand as though she were banishing Miss Van Siever for ever from her sight, and shuddered slightly. "Men think her handsome, and she is handsome. But she is false, covetous, malicious, cruel, and dishonest." "What a fiend in petticoats!" "You may say that, Mr Eames. And then her mother! Her mother is not so bad. Her mother is different.
Mrs Arabin had become very fond of Johnny, and felt that he deserved the prize which he had been so long trying to win. The reader, perhaps, may not agree with Mrs Arabin. The reader, who may have caught a closer insight into Johnny's character than Mrs Arabin had obtained, may, perhaps, think that a young man who could amuse himself with Miss Demolines was unworthy of Lily Dale.
Madalina Demolines had been right when she talked of her friend Maria's principles. Dobbs Broughton had been so far lucky in that jump in the dark which he had made in taking a wife to himself, that he had not fallen upon a really vicious woman, or upon a woman of strong feeling.
On the very next day Mrs Arabin went over, and I think that the visit was a comfort to Mrs Crawley. Miss Demolines Desires to Become a Finger-post John Eames had passed Mrs Thorne in the hall of her own house almost without noticing her as he took his departure from Lily Dale. She had told him as plainly as words could speak that she could not bring herself to be his wife, and he had believed her.
But Miss Demolines, when she found herself seated, and perceived that on the other side of her was Mr Ponsonby, a married man, commenced her enterprise at once, and our friend John Eames was immediately aware that he would have no difficulty as to conversation. "Don't you like winter dinner-parties?" began Miss Demolines.
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