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Rolls's inspection. Suddenly a great weight was lifted from her head, as if kind hands had gently removed a tight helmet. Would such a man as Ena Rolls had sketched in her shadow portrait of a brother bring his mother to meet a shop girl whom he fancied? It seemed not. Yet men of that type were the cleverest, as she already knew. Maybe he didn't really mean to bring Mrs. Rolls.
But the Maya designates her as the companion of Ana; TA, with; Anata with Ana. seems to mean merely Lord. His epithets are the supreme, the father of the gods, the procreator. The Maya gives us BIL, or Bel; the way, the road; hence the origin, the father, the procreator. Also ENA, who is before; again the father, the procreator. As to the qualificative adjunct nipru.
"You can always call yourself 'Ena' for short if you like but 'Innocent' is the prettier name." And so "Innocent" it was, and by the sprinkling of water and the blessing of the Church the name was finally bestowed and sanctified. Innocent herself was peacefully glad of her newly- attained spiritual dignity and called Miss Lavinia her "fairy god- mother." "Do you mind?" she asked, coaxingly.
An ancient easy chair and a queer old sofa still had the original, slippery, black horsehair off which Petro and Ena had slid as children. Petro had named the sofa "the whale," and the squat chair "the seal." Both shiny, slippery, black things really did resemble sea monsters, and had never lost for Petro their mysterious personality.
Anyhow Ena says her brother likes me awfully, better than any girl he ever saw before, and that he thinks me pretty. Did you ever? No wonder I like him! I shouldn't mind his knowing that I do, as Ena says he thinks no girl could care for him. That sounds pathetic. I let her know that, as he's so despairingly modest, she might break it to him that I enjoy his society.
The dragon looked rather like a frog rampant, and the crowned cushion bore a singular resemblance to a mushroom with an angry ladybird on its apex. How this family insignia had been obtained Peter did not know. His ribald questions had been treated by his sister with silent scorn. He would not be surprised if Ena had designed the thing herself!
It would pass, she knew, for she had not let herself go far. In spite of all that Ena had said, it had never felt true that Peter cared for her. She could have loved him, and been happy with him, and have made him happy, she thought, but since he didn't want her, she must set herself to work hard not to want him.
As Ena reflected thus, she was vaguely pleased with herself after the fashion of an earnest student who suddenly finds himself actually thinking in French. Before she Went to Mme. Yarde's Finishing School for Young Ladies, she had been so accustomed to saying pa and ma that it had been very difficult to overcome the habit.
And you can be nice very nice. Don't let's even think about the family past. It's awful! It's a blot! But it can't be helped. We must try to live it down. And we can, with our money. We can and we must. A great chance has come to us. All the more because of of what you reminded me we must be careful of the sort of people we mix ourselves up with " "This girl is a lady." Then Ena lost her temper.
Ena was sitting on the seat under the window; Peter was looking uncomfortable on a camp-chair. It was a small cabin, boiling over with dresses, though the "Young Moon" had not yet been added to their number. Peter had never found his sister in a propitious mood for the gift, and had been keeping the "Moon," figuratively, up his sleeve till the right moment came. Now, perhaps it had come.
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