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Her daily practicing was one of the few things about which Barbara was strict. So much attention had been given to her own education in music that she found joy in keeping up her interest in it, and wanted to make it one of Georgina's chief sources of pleasure.

His homage to-night was no more personal to you than his appreciation of the excellent dinner was personal to Aunt Georgina's chef. In his enjoyment of the production, the producer was included; but that was all. Be gratified at the success of your art, and do not spoil that success by any absurd sentimentality. Now wash your very ungainly hands and go to bed." Thus Jane to herself.

"When thou passeth through the waters I will be with thee, and through the rivers: they shall not overflow thee.... Thus saith the Lord which maketh a way in the sea, and a path in the mighty waters." Aunt Elspeth reached out a groping hand for Georgina's and took the soft little fingers in hers. Georgina didn't want to have her hand held, especially in such a stiff, bony clasp.

It was Georgina's rainbow letter, and the colors of the rainbow were repeated again and again by the reds and yellows and blues of that fleet of sampans. But as the Doctor read on Dave listened more intently, so intently, in fact, that he withdrew his attention entirely from the window, and leaning forward, buried his face in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees.

'Did Mrs. Martindale mention what I told her yesterday! 'No; she only said you had been here while I was gone to satisfy my mind. 'And did you? 'I should never have defended Georgina's marriage if I had known the whole; but the rest of what you have heard is slander.

"That must mean that his quest has been fairly successful," she said. "If he's found the cause of the disease it'll be only a matter of time till he finds how to kill it." Then she looked up, puzzled. "How strange for him to call it the dragon. How could he know we'd understand, and that we've been calling it that?" Georgina's time had come for confession.

It's been that way in every movie I ever saw," announced Georgina with the air of one who has attended nightly through many seasons. "I can do that part all right," declared Richard. "I can run an automobile." There was no disputing that fact, no matter how contradictory Georgina's frame of mind.

He smoked cigar after cigar, he walked up and down by the hour, he was agitated by a thousand reflections, he repeated to himself that it made a difference, an immense difference; but the pink light had deepened in the east before he had discovered in what the diversity consisted. By that time he saw it clearly, it consisted in Georgina's being in his power now, in place of his being in hers.

Every sail was outlined with one, every mast edged with lines of red and gold and blue. And while she looked, and at the same time listened, Georgina's explanation caught some of the same glamor, and sank deep into her tender little heart.

Every time Belle looked up she caught Georgina's gaze fastened on her, and each time it was immediately transferred to her plate. "What's the matter, Georgina?" she asked finally. "Why do you keep staring at me?" Georgina flushed guiltily. "Nothing," was the embarrassed answer. "I was just wondering whether to tell you or not.