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She cannot defy them without losing the dignity and exclusiveness that characterize a well-bred woman, and without seeming to drift into the careless and doubtful manners of "Bohemia." The fairy-story suggests the principle; Cinderella could work alone in the dust and ashes undisturbed; but the fairy-god-mother must needs accompany her when she went to the ball.
Even in a fairy-story book this would be wonderful, but here it is taking place under our very eyes, as are scores of other transformations and "miracles in miniature" in this marvellous underworld. Now let us deliberately pass by all the attractions of the middle zone of tide-pools and on as far as the lowest level of the water will admit.
Bert's wife was so careful as to manners, so sensible about food and clothes, such a wonderful manager. To-night Anne was in her grandmother's lap, commandingly directing the reading of a fairy-story. Whenever the plot seemed thin to Anne she threw in a casual demand for additional lions, dragons or giants, as her fancy dictated. Mrs.
Few men I have known are so free from snobbishness or so indifferent to the petty conventions of society. The dull life of the world is hateful to him. He would make not only the journalism of the suburbs sensational, he would make the history of mankind a fairy-story. It is difficult to understand his power in the world.
Twenty-five thousand would not purchase such a string of sapphires these days. All like a nice, calm fairy-story for children. Immediately upon being informed of his wealth, Thomas became filled with a truly magnanimous idea. But of that, later. A week later, to be exact.
The big farm, the country life, the stone-quarry and the sea they all made up a fairy-story for the two children of the pavement; the boy Pelle's battle with the great oxen for the supremacy, his wonderful capture of the twenty-five-ore piece each incident was more exciting than the one before it. Most exciting of all was the story of the giant Eric, who became an idiot from a blow.
And then slowly, haltingly, but lucidly, dispassionately, events following in sequence, Garrison told everything; concealing nothing. Nor did he try to gloss over or strive to nullify his own dishonorable actions. He told everything, and the turfman, chin in hand, eyes riveted on the narrator, listened absorbed. "Gee!" Jimmie Drake whispered at last, "it sounds like a fairy-story.
Perhaps the oldest settler may have seen it; at any rate he will so claim, for the oldest settler is always boastful; indeed, fairy-story telling is his inherent, bounden right. To make good his assertion he points to the bridge, and certainly the bridge is there; but as for the river, it may be on hand one day perhaps an hour or so in ten, twenty, or thirty years!
"Hebe was a cup-bearer to the mythological gods in olden times," Carmichael explained. He had set a trap, but the vintner had not fallen into it. "A fairy-story." The vintner nodded; he understood now. Carmichael's glance once more rested on the vintner's hand. He would lay another trap. "What happened to her?" "Oh," said Carmichael, "she spilled wine on a god one day, and they banished her."
"Why, you are the last person I ever expected to see again. Indeed, you are only a fairy-story; there is, I find, no such person as Hildegarde von Heideloff." Clearly he was recovering. "I know it," candidly. "It was my mother's name, and I saw fit to use it." She really hoped he hadn't followed her. "You had no need to use it, or any name, for that matter.
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