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Now and then we lost sight of the road; it doubled round some rock or was hidden behind a group of trees; and then we caught sight of it a little farther on, ascending the hills in front of us, and no doubt on the other side it entered another village, and so on around the coast of Italy. Even with the thought of Doris's kisses in my mind, I could admire the road and the curves of the bay.
Shan't we have more money in a few weeks than we've had for years?" "I dare say. It's all wanted. Besides, I have my work to finish." "My dear Doris!" A slight red mounted in Doris's cheeks. "Oh, you may be as scornful as you like! But ten pounds is ten pounds, and I like keeping engagements." The "work" in question meant illustrations for a children's book.
When Stewart passed, following the girl closely, the volunteer door-tender qualified as a good sport. He whispered, "Good luck, old man!" When Coventry closed the door he gave his sister a prolonged and pregnant stare of actual triumph. It was only a look, but he put into it more significance than sufficed for Doris's perspicacity.
Jim Dawlish was standing by the parlour door, admiring his handiwork. He nudged Jeff as he went by, and was rewarded by Jeff's heaviest scowl. A minute later, to Doris's mingled relief and dread, came the sounds of the first arrival. This proved to be a Mr. Griggs and his son, a horsey young man, whom she vaguely knew by sight, having encountered him when following the hounds. Mr.
She did not know all that lay in the valleys but she felt the chill and darkness through which her child had come up to the light. Strange as it might seem, she was thinking of that time, long ago, when she had escaped from the Park and had touched life in the open. The hospital experience Joan could describe with a touch of humour that eventually brought a smile to Doris's face.
I know now that The Gap has no suspicions, and I am more and more confident that George Thornton has passed from our lives." "Very good!" Martin sat up and bent forward in order to take Doris's hands in his own. "My dear," he said, gently, "have you never thought that Nancy is your own?" "Yes, Davey, I have grown to believe it.
"Nothing of the sort! though she will probably become one. She is a writer Heaven save the mark! and I have to pay her vast sums to get her. It is the greatest favour." "A writer?" "Poetess! and journalist!" said Uncle Charles, enjoying Doris's puzzled look. "She sent me her poems yesterday. As to journalism" his eyes twinkled "I say nothing but this. Watch her hats!
What most concerned and interested Doris was first in his thought. Doris's face twitched. "It's my friend," she said, slowly, "that I want. Not my physician." "I'll be there in a half hour." The soft drip of the rain outside was soothing.
It's late to-night. An' I tell 'ee straight, sir, I said to the missis: 'It will be serious, an' all, if Doris's father catches her gallivantin' in our garden wi' Mr. Grant nigh on ten o'clock. Soon after that 'ee took Doris as far as the bridge. The window was open, an' I heerd your footsteps on the road. You kem' in, closed the window, an' drew a chair up to the table.
Dudley, with his usual lack of comprehension where women were concerned, evolved what seemed to him an admirable plan, in which Hal and Doris became great friends, thereby brightening poor Doris's dull existence, and weaning Hal from her allegiance to the unstatisfactory Lorraine. His plans, however, quickly met with the discouragement and downfall inevitable from the beginning.
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