United States or Greenland ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"You see, I want to do the best thing," urged Harry Goward. "And so much has happened since I wrote that letter and when you come to think that she has never read it " "I will mail it to her," I said, suddenly. "I will enclose it with a line and get it off by special delivery this noon." "It might not reach her," suggested Harry, pessimistically. "Everything seems to go wrong in this affair."
When I got home I asked, the first thing, if Billy had delivered the letter from Harry Goward, and for the next fifteen minutes you would have thought every one in our house had gone crazy. That wretched boy had not delivered it at all! They had not even seen him, and they didn't know anything about the letter.
I do not care so much WHAT people believe, for I am not bigoted, as that they should believe SOMETHING, and that with their whole hearts. There are a great many young men like Henry Goward, to-day, who have no fixed beliefs and no established principles beyond a vague desire to be what they call "decent fellows." One needs more than that in this world.
Then I really wondered if that was the wisest thing to do. I wanted to see for myself if Harry Goward were really in earnest about poor little Peggy and had gotten over his mad infatuation for her aunt and would make her a good husband. Perhaps I ought to leave, and yet I wonder if I ought.
"What is Charles Edward up to?" I persisted. The opening rose-bud of Peggy's face took on a furtive expression, like that of certain pansies, or some orchids I have seen. "He is going to take me to Europe," she admitted, removing both her doughnut rings. "YOU! To EUROPE!" "He and Lorraine. When this is blown by. They want to get me away." "Away from what? Away from Harry Goward?"
He called the person 'Captain, and sometimes 'Captain Goward. It was thought if you could trust the ravings of a madman that the fit took him while he was putting his hand on Sir Joseph's heart to feel if it had stopped beating.
Denbigh he paled, whether with relief or regret I had my doubts at that moment, and I have them still. An emotion of some species possessed him so that he could not for the moment speak. Aunt Elizabeth was the first to recover herself. "Ah?" she cooed. "What a happy accident! Mr. Goward, allow me to present you to my friend Dr. Denbigh." The doctor bowed with a portentous gravity.
So I went on to the hotel, and ten minutes later found myself in the presence of an interesting case of nervous prostration. Poor Goward!
Peter has always been awfully fond of her, but she doesn't seem to have an idea in her head beyond her clothes and Harry Goward, though she'll HAVE to have something more to her if she's going to keep HIM. The moment I saw that boy, of course I knew that he had the artistic temperament; I've seen so much of it.
Harry Goward may have turned pale simply from his memory of what an uncommon fool he had been, and the consideration of the embarrassing position in which his past folly has placed him, if I chose to make revelations. He might have known that I would not; still, men know so little of women. I think that possibly I am worrying myself needlessly, and that he is really in love with Peggy.
Word Of The Day