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There, John, I have been showing Mr. Campion your gloxinias. Don't you think them lovely, Mr. Campion?" And she glided away with the sweetest smile, and Sydney, after a few words with Sir John, took his departure, with a feeling of mingled gratification and amusement which he found rather pleasant. So she had not thought him impertinent, after all?

"What are you doing?" he asked, in the tentative tone of one who is in no need of information, but desires to be affable. "Drying off the first lot of gloxinias," answered the other. "Some people put 'em on their sides, but I like 'em upright, close to the glass. It stands to reason, if you think about it." "Why, certainly," said Thorpe, with conviction.

And she answered him with a quivering laugh. "No, not nearly. I'm spinning out every single second." "Ah, but they won't wait," he said. "Come! I think we're safely lost now. Let us go!" She turned obediently from a glorious spread of gloxinias, and he made a way for her through the buzzing crowd to the entrance. When Dick spoke with the voice of authority, it was her pleasure to submit.

And while he was wondering, with some irritation, what this change might mean, she drew back into a bow window, and motioned to him almost imperceptibly to follow her. "Look at John's gloxinias," said Nan. "They came from Culverley, you know. Oh, Mr. Campion, I want to tell you I'm sorry that I was so rude to you at Culverley last summer."

If he did, these domestic activities were privately performed, and he presented to the world the appearance of a careless and hospitable millionaire strolling into his own drawing-room with the detachment of an invited guest, and saying: "My wife's gloxinias are a marvel, aren't they? I believe she gets them out from Kew." Mr.

There you sent over your calla, an' Mis' Flood cut off that long piece o' German ivy, an' the little Ballard gal, nothin' would do but she must pick all them gloxinias an' have 'em for Willard's funeral. I didn't hardly know there was so many flowers in the world, in winter time." She mused a moment, her face fallen into grief. Then she roused herself.

It warns us that only a small part of the novelties introduced yearly are due to real mutations. Further instances of novelties with such a common origin are the purple-leaved dahlias, the gooseberries without prickles, the double petunias, erect gloxinias and many others.

In the cold days of winter blooming masses of geraniums, primroses and gloxinias crowded against the little square panes of the windows and looked defiantly out at the snow; while all the old favorites grew in the garden, from the first March snowdrop to the late November chrysanthemum. In June, therefore, the garden was a "Lovesome spot" indeed.

The tears came into her eyes. "Thirty-four," she answered. "How old?" After she had repeated it, 'Melia turned suddenly, and made a solemn statement. "I picked off my gloxinias and gave 'em all to Willard." She lisped on the name, and made it a funny flower. Hetty was trembling. "Yes, dear, yes," she responded prayerfully. "They were real handsome blooms. I was obleeged to ye."

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