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Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound; All at once, and all o'er, with mighty uproar And this way the water conies down at Lodore." Thus we reach the border of Derwentwater, nestling beneath the fells and crags, as its miniature surrounding mountains are called. Little wooded islets dimple the surface of the lake, in the centre being the largest, St.
But, every now and then, during those hours of retrospection, the wistful droop of the sweet expressive mouth curved into a smile, and a dimple peeped out unexpectedly, giving a look of youthfulness to the tired face.
"Mary Adams, you're a fool!" The single dimple in a smooth red cheek smiled in answer. "You're repeating yourself, Jane " "You won't give him one hour's time for just three sittings?" "Not a second for one sitting " "Hopeless!" Mary smiled provokingly, her white teeth gleaming in obstinate good humor. "He's the most distinguished artist in America " "I've heard so."
It was both full and long, meeting his cheeks at either end in a little dimple, and protruding above the lower lip. Beneath it his chin sloped sharply back and then abruptly shot forward again in the shape of a round aggressive little ball. His eye was cold and gray, his hair dark, his age six-and-thirty, and for the last few years he had been his father's partner.
Laura said so little about it that Jess was really suspicious. "Can you see through it?" she demanded. "What do you think the Dimple means?" "I haven't the least idea," said her chum, frankly. But there was another thought which Laura Belding was not so frank about. She spoke of this to neither Jess nor Bobby.
When the dinner bell rang, everybody asked, twice over, "Why, where is little Fly?" and Dotty Dimple answered, as innocently as if it were none of her affairs, "Why, isn't she in the house? We s'posed she was. Jennie Vance and I have just been out in the garden, under your little crying willow, making a wreath. Thought she was in the barn, or somewhere."
"No, she came in here and forgave me. She's the best woman in this world. What do you think she said about you, Dotty Dimple? She said there were other little girls full as good as you are. There!" "Said you 'often did wrong, that's just what," added Jennie, correcting herself, and making sure of the "white truth."
Ah, the misfortune of being wealthy, the misery of being handsome, the disadvantage of a divine moustache and a dimple in the chin, the affliction of having wavy hair and dark eyes, the forlorn condition of a man who is very clever, who never makes a bad joke, who is such "good company," such a "jolly dog," such a "happy creature" and "fortunate fellow"! Oh the calamity of possessing a romantic country-seat and fine horses! the ill-starred luck of a person who is always finding a moon that shines beautifully, a sun that is never too hot, long walks that cannot be too long, and drives that are "so delightful"!
So I gave up the task of making her perfect and let her go on smiling, glad that she had such frequent cause for it. This morning her smile had a touch of pride in it as well as of delight, and noting this, I remarked: "You have made Loretta talk." Her head went up and a demure dimple appeared in her cheek. "What did she say?" I urged. "What has she been keeping back?"
But the younger sure the Lord was well pleased the day he made her face, for't was perfection's self, Her hair was a dark brown veined with gold, and her eyes like purple violets with the rain on them; and when she closed her long lashes 'twas like a cloud over the stars; and her mouth, and the soft smile, and the dimple that dipped when she laughed a man would stand all day to watch her and not think long.
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