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The master of the Foam said it was, and seemed from his manner to be anxious to do more justice to the subject than that. "I didn't dream you'd come down here," he said, at length. "No, you never invited me, so I came without," said the girl softly; "it's a dear little schooner, and I like it very much. I shall come often." A slight shade passed over Captain Flower's face, but he said nothing.
When the Maybrights returned home from their disastrous picnic at Troublous Times Castle, Maggie and George brought up the rear. In consequence of their being some little way behind the others, Maggie did not at once know of the fact of Flower's disappearance with the baby.
A queer steely light came into Flower's blue eyes. "I didn't speak of them," she said. "If I said anything of that sort I'd soon be packed away. I expect he's in an awful fright about that precious Polly of his." "But Polly is nice," interposed David. "Oh, yes, just because she has a rather good-looking face you go over to her side. I'm not at all sure that I like her.
"And so, Tregarthen, hoping for your good opinion yet, and likewise for the fair Devonshire Flower's, your daughter's, I give you my hand, sir, and wish you good day." Young Raybrock accompanied him disconsolately; for there was no Kitty at the window when he looked up, no Kitty in the garden when he shut the gate, no Kitty gazing after them along the stony ways when they begin to climb back.
Browning through a common friend, Miss Sturtevant; and the young Robert conceived a warm admiration for Miss Flower's talents, and a boyish love for herself. She was nine years his senior; her own affections became probably engaged, and, as time advanced, his feeling seems to have subsided into one of warm and very loyal friendship.
She is supposed to be my friend, and she is very pretty, fair, and lively and clever. But of all the girls who have come here to-day the two who will make their mark in the world are beyond doubt Rosamund Cunliffe and Laura Everett. Now, I think I will let you find out the rest for yourself." Before that day had come to an end, Lucy had discovered how true were Phyllis Flower's words.
She said "Yes," nodding her assent weakly, and she even stood on tiptoe to kiss the lips that seemed to caress her through a cloud of hair, but her expression was sad and her listless movements were like a withered flower's, as if there was no joy on earth that could lift her out of this dejection.
Especially when she offers you food, or a draught of wine out of her goblet, be careful to fill your nostrils with the flower's fragrance. Follow these directions, and you may defy her magic arts to change you into a fox."
"Take time, my dear child; and it is no matter how you put the words." "When I heard that there was no mother here, I did not want to stay long. That was before I knew you. Now I came to say it I do want to stay, and so does David." "But you don't really know me at all, Flower." "Perhaps not really; but still enough to want to stay. May I stay?" Flower's charming face looked up inquiringly.
It looks so stately and broad; and every one that passes under it thinks surely something great will come of it; then the sun grows hot, and the buds come joyfully forth; but the wicked kernel is already there, which pushes off and casts away the fair flower's dress; and now, in pain and waxing, it can do nothing more, but must grow to fruit in harvest.
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