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A little irritably she folded up Elisabeth's letter. It was disquieting in some ways she could not quite explain why and just now she felt averse to wrestling with disturbing ideas. She only wanted to lie still, basking in the tranquil peace of the afternoon, and listen to the murmuring voice of the sea.
"Anything in it, do you think?" he asked, seeing that Elisabeth's gaze had pursued the same course. "It's impossible to say," she answered quietly. "Tim imagines himself to be falling in love, I don't doubt; but at twenty-two a boy imagines himself in love with half the girls he meets." "I didn't," declared Geoffrey promptly.
It was agony to him when his conscience pulled him one way and Elisabeth pulled him the other; and yet this form of torture was constantly occurring to him. He could not bear to do what he knew was wrong, and he could not bear to vex Elisabeth; yet Elisabeth's wishes and his own ideas of right were by no means always synonymous.
Why won't you marry him, Sara?" The question flashed out suddenly. "Because why oh, because I'm not in love with him." A gleam of rather sardonic mirth showed in Elisabeth's face. "I wish," she observed, "that we lived in the good old days when you could have been carried off by sheer force and compelled to marry him." Sara laughed outright.
Bateson; "I should just think she did fit to break her heart." Thereupon Jemima Stubbs became a heroine of romance in Elisabeth's eyes, and a new interest in her life. "I shall go and see her to-morrow," she said, "and take her something nice for her little brother. What do you think he would like, Mrs. Bateson?" "Bless the child, she is one of the Good Shepherd's own lambs!" exclaimed Mrs.
After the lesson I took the young Prince into Madame Elisabeth's room, where we played at ball, and battledore and shuttlecock. In the evening the family sat round a table, while the Queen read to them from books of history, or other works proper to instruct and amuse the children. Madame Elisabeth took the book in her turn, and in this manner they read till eight o'clock.
After the lesson I took the young Prince into Madame Elisabeth's room, where we played at ball, and battledore and shuttlecock. In the evening the family sat round a table, while the Queen read to them from books of history, or other works proper to instruct and amuse the children. Madame Elisabeth took the book in her turn, and in this manner they read till eight o'clock.
"My dear child, I seem to make what is called 'a corner' in vices; but even I can not reconcile the conflicting ones." Then Elisabeth's anger settled down into the quiet stage. "If you think it gentlemanly to disappoint a lady and then insult her, pray go on doing so; I can only say that I don't." "What on earth do you mean, Elisabeth? Do you really believe that I meant to vex you?"
Smallwood's comfort, and they rose to leave, Elisabeth's heart smote her for her passing impatience; so she lingered behind after her cousin had left the room, and, slipping her hand into Christopher's, she whispered "Chris, dear, I'm so dreadfully sorry!"
"It is distinctly naughty of you," Christopher replied, with the smile that was always ready for Elisabeth's feeblest sallies, "to draw the good soul out for the express purpose of laughing at her. I am ashamed of you, Miss Farringdon." "Draw her out, my dear boy! You don't know what you are talking about. The most elementary knowledge of Mrs.
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