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At this moment he started. "Who is that?" he exclaimed. Mrs. Easterfield turned. "Oh, that is Monsieur Emile Du Brant. He is one of the secretaries of the Austrian legation. He is to spend a week with us. Suppose you take my flowers into the house and I will go to meet him."
But I believe I loved her the second day I met her, and I am not sure it did not begin the day before." "I think that sort of thing is always quick work where Olive is concerned," said Mrs. Easterfield. "I think it likely that many young men have fallen in love with her, and that they have to be very lively if they want a chance to tell her so. But don't be jealous.
Easterfield agrees with me, that it is but right you should be informed as to their health, and what they are doing." The captain puffed vigorously. "When is Dick Lancaster coming back" he asked. "I can't say anything about that," replied Mr. Easterfield, "for I am not master of ceremonies. We would like to keep him as long as we can, but, of course, your claims must be considered."
Easterfield went back to the library and Hemphill continued: "You need not answer if you do not think it is right," said he, "but do you believe at any time she thought seriously of me?" Mrs. Easterfield smiled as she answered: "Now, you see the advantage of an agent in such matters as this. You could not have asked her that question, or if you did she would not answer you.
She knew that these young men were in love with her, and he had a right to let her know that he was also. It might be imprudent for him to do this, but he could not see why it would not be as imprudent at any other time as now. Moreover, there might come no other time, and he had control of now. Mrs. Easterfield had not joined her guests because of her anxiety about Olive. Mr.
"We will go through Uncle John's toll-gate, and you must let me pay the toll. It will be such fun to pay toll to Uncle John, or old Jane." "Very well," said Mrs. Easterfield, "we will go that way." When the horses had passed through Glenford and had turned their heads homeward, they clattered along at a fine rate over the smooth turnpike, and Olive was in as high spirits as they were.
Easterfield," said Olive, when the old woman had departed, "you will have to go back without me. I can not leave my uncle, and I am going to stay here right along. You must not think I am ungrateful to you, or unmindful of Mr. Easterfield's great kindness, but this is my place for the present. Some day I know you will be good enough to let me pay you another visit."
Blynn is a good housekeeper; and as I have an offer for renting our town house; I propose that we all go to sea together." The two ladies had listened breathlessly to these words, and now Olive sprang up in great excitement, and Mrs. Easterfield clapped her hands in delight. "How clever you are, Tom!" she exclaimed. "What a splendid idea! How can we go?"
"Uncle John would never give the toll-gate into the charge of a passer-by, especially as old Jane was there. I know she was there, for the basement door was open, and she never goes away and leaves it so. That man is somebody who is staying there. I saw an open book on the arbor bench. Nobody reads in that arbor but me." "And that young man apparently," said Mrs. Easterfield.
"Pshaw!" said Mrs. Easterfield. "I don't believe it's anything." "A wedding is something. A very great something. It is a solemn thing; and made more solemn by the loss of my secretary." "What!" almost screamed his wife. "Mr. Hemphill?" "The very man.
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