Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 18, 2025
"I was thinking of a drive," said the other; "one that we could just about take and return by lunch-time; it is about ten miles from here." "What is it?" asked Helen. "I have just bought a country place near here," said Mr. Harrison. "I thought perhaps you would like to see it." "My aunt spoke of it," Helen answered; "the Eversons' old home." "Yes," said the other; "you know it, then?"
Everson's family wanted to keep the place themselves, and the three or four branches of the family had clubbed together to buy it; when the bidding got near the end, there was no one left but the family and myself." "And you got it?" said Helen. "How cruel!" "The strongest wins," laughed the other. "I had made up my mind to have it. The Eversons are a very aristocratic family, aren't they?"
It was not ourselves that she seemed to seek, nor yet the Eversons. She did not pause until she had come close to Norma herself. For a moment the two women, so different in type, faced each other, Dolores fiery with the ardent beauty of her race, Norma pulsating with life and vigor, yet always mistress of herself. "I warn you!" cried Dolores, unable to restrain herself.
"And you must take that dreadful portrait from over the mantel," she added, laughing. "I had thought of that myself," said Mr. Harrison. "It's the founder of the Eversons; there's a picture gallery in a hall back of here, with two whole rows of ancestors in it." "Why don't you adopt them?" asked Helen mischievously. "One can buy all the ancestors one wants to, nowadays," laughed Mr. Harrison.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking