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"You will know a stronger, a dearer one, dear Richard, you do not know yet how strong." "I shall never think of my own happiness, Gabriella, till I am assured of yours." "Then I will try to be happy for your sake."
I believe it would kill me, Gabriella, to know that he loved another better than myself." For the first time I thought Edith selfish, and that she carried the romance of sisterly affection too far. "You wish him, then, to be an old bachelor!" said I, smiling. "Oh! don't apply to him such a horrid name. I did not think of that. Good night, darling.
It was my misfortune to attract men whether I wanted to or not," wheezed Madame, wiping her eyes; "some women are like that." "So I have heard," murmured Gabriella, seeing that Madame paused for the note of encouragement. "I don't suppose that has been your trouble, for there's a stand-offishness about you that puts men at a distance, and they don't like to be put at a distance.
"Shall I go to the workroom?" asked Gabriella in a businesslike voice when she had taken off her hat, "or do you wish me at the sale?" Her soul shrank from the showrooms, but she had determined courageously that she would not allow her soul to interfere with her material purpose, and her purpose was to learn all that she could and to make herself indispensable to Madame.
"Read for me, my beloved Gabriella," said she, rising and motioning me to the seat she had quitted. "I was looking for the sixty-second Psalm." She seated herself in the shadow of the curtain, while I nerved myself for the appointed task. My voice was at first low and tremulous, but as the sound of the words reached my ear, they penetrated my soul, like a strain of solemn music.
His dark hair, trained for twenty years from a side parting, shone with the lustre of satin, and his shining eyes, so like the eyes of adventurous youth, wore their accustomed Sabbath look of veiled and ashamed sleepiness. "So you're going to take the old lady to New York with you, Gabriella?" "I can't bear to think of it, Cousin Jimmy," remarked Mrs.
Benton, and now that she saw the lost girl restored, visibly present in the flesh, anger possessed her till she longed to shake, rather than caress, the little captain. "Well, Jessica Trent! These are pretty goings on, now ain't they?" Gabriella sat up and her child nestled against her, their hands clasped and their eyes greedily fixed upon each other's countenance.
As for Florrie, she had, of course, as little capacity for loving as she had for thinking. "Tom Westcott! I declare, Gabriella, I am almost ashamed to tell you about him. You've never been to a Virginia summer resort, so you couldn't understand that there is something about a Virginia summer resort that just seems to make any man better than none at all.
And happy always, as befits one whose life, stripped bare of ephemeral blessings, is centred upon the basic realities, she was never happier than when she put down her sewing, took off her spectacles, exchanged her apron for a mantle, and after carefully tying her bonnet strings, departed for a triumphant encounter with the Eternal Issues. "I am so anxious about mother," said Gabriella.
"Oh, well, he gets what he asks for," retorted George indifferently, "and that's more than the rest of us can say." George was in a bad humour; he had been in a bad humour for weeks; and for this reason Gabriella had put off from day to day telling him that she expected a child in the autumn.
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