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She was not accustomed to be watched as Hyde was watching her, and she felt shy and restless, though she knew not why. It never entered her head that he had taken her for Dorrie Drury's sister. She was dressed like a servant, but what of that?
I am sure if Joan saw things as I do, she would act as I am acting. But we are keeping Joan from knowing." "Why?" The sharp word startled Nancy was Mary disapproving? "Aunt Dorrie and Uncle David think best, Mary." Mary touched upon the hidden hardness in Nancy's softness and retreated.
Help me to prevail on this girl to use some common sense!" "You'll help me very much if you'll do some prevailing with your sister, Coventry," affirmed Miss Corson, resentfully, trying to unclasp the chaperon's vigorous hands. "After what has been happening, I don't think Lana needs any more shaking, Dorrie," the brother remonstrated.
"Yes, Joan," Doris replied very simply, "but we feel now that it is best as it is." "Why, Aunt Dorrie?" "I cannot explain. When you meet Clive Cameron" Joan winced "you will understand." "Did did Clive Cameron care?" Doris laughed. "No. It was quite comic, Joan, the whole proceeding. Mrs.
"Of course, I have no real faith in the efficacy of the method myself; only, as I shrink from the operation on a delicate girl like Dorrie, it occurred to me that we might at least give Christian Science a trial. But I must be off to meet another appointment. I will be up again to-morrow morning to stay with Dorothy while you and Emilie go to church."
He did go so far, one evening, as to walk on the block where the studio was, but he got no satisfaction from that except the proof of its respectability. "I cannot look back just now!" Joan had thought when considering Martin, "and Uncle David would tell me things about Aunt Dorrie and Nancy that would rumple all my calm, and I dare not risk it."
"May I have it for always, Katherine?" questioned Phillip Stanley, in a low voice, as he lifted and inclosed it in both of his. "I could not say half I wished this morning, dear. Poor Dorrie!" in a mirthful tone "did not realize how exceedingly de trop she was, and, for a moment, I was half tempted to be cross with her. I saw Mr. and Mrs.
They are suited to each other." "Yes they're the carrying-on sort, Aunt Dorrie"; Joan looked wise and confident. "They're like their kind Nan is like you. Away back in the Dondale days she used to gloat over all that went to your making, all your grandfathers and grandmothers. She was fore-ordained to carry on, and so was Ken. They'd be done for on paths without signboards. Aunt Dorrie "
To a certain extent you controlled the former; the latter "got you." "I I don't want life," wailed Nancy, "I want Aunt Dorrie." "But life wants you!" Somewhere Joan had heard that, or read it the old library was no hidden place to her and she brought it forth now with emphasis. Nancy made no reply. In that mood Joan would show no mercy.
"I wonder why Aunt Dorrie came here like a dear, silly old pioneer?" The laugh still persisted in the mocking words. "It's it's quite the thing," Nancy said, fatuously, "to have country places. I think it's wonderful." "You may not be able to help being a snob, Nan, but don't be a prig." Joan's words struck hurtingly. Then suddenly her mood changed.
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