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He was a delicate, slender little fellow, with a beautiful pearly complexion, regular features, forehead as white as marble, black haired, curling beautifully, rounded, tapering, delicate fingers, small feet, soft voice, gentle manners, and, in fact, every sign of having been well born and bred. At the same time there was something in his expression which showed a slight deficiency of intellect.
"Sit down," she said, "I'll tell you something something it's good for you to hear. You're so big and red you tempt a girl to bother you. First though you tell me why you go along the street looking into the gutter when I stand in the stairway in the evening." Beaut sat down again upon the log, and thought of what the black- haired boy had told him of her.
The Boy had been a reality to him, but the lady had never been more than a lovely dream, and the monster well, the monster had not yet appeared, for that dark haired girl in the unwomanly clothes, with pride on her lips and pain in her eyes, was no monster after all, but an erring mortal like himself, a poor weak creature to be pitied and prayed for.
Davy had the familiar fondness for laying on the secret penitential scourge wherewith we buy from our complacent consciences license to indulge in the sins our appetites or ambitions crave. Judge Lansing you have never seen a man who LOOKED the judge more ideally than did gray haired, gray bearded, open browed Robert Lansing Judge Lansing was all ready for his part in the farce.
Wasn't that the red- haired endman in the second line, the paper-hanger and upholsterer who had carried that exquisite little girl in his arms up to the last moment until Weixler had brutally driven him off to the train? It seemed to the captain as though he could still see the children's astonished upward look at the mighty man who could scold their own father.
A man who was passing, with a whip in his hand, and wearing wooden shoes, stopped near the child, took it up and kissed it. Then one of the women rose up and came across to him. She was a big, red haired girl, with large hips, waist and shoulders, a tall Norman woman, with yellow hair in which there was a blood-red tint. She said in a resolute voice: "Why, here you are, Cesaire well?"
Now the first man died ere his great haired breast was come upward over the rock; and he sank back, and sagged and fell dully, and I heard him bodge downward from rock to rock, very lumbersome; and so in a moment was silence. Then did I look this way and that way of the ledge; for the second Humpt Man was not yet upon me; and I feared that the pause did mean a cunning mischief and strategy.
This is the only compo. which can be recommended to hold raw, haired skins down, as the material must set before the skin begins to dry and pull. Before turning to finishing the face, unscrew the holding piece from back of neck-board and nail up the part of skin's edge that it covered. Replace the piece and set head in vise facing you.
"P'r'aps you're right," said his friend. "But it'll be a bit of a shock to her, anyway. What do you say to me stepping round and breaking the news to her? It's a bit sudden, you know. She's expecting a white- haired old gentleman, not a black-haired boy." Mr. Simpson looked a bit uneasy.
For weeks he appeared each morning and afternoon, sullen, and unhappy. Then something occured that made him change his mind, and his eyes grow bright, and his heart grow lighter. Out of all Avondale, Princess Polly was the only person who spoke kindly to him. Wild, careless Gyp fairly worshipped the blue eyed, golden haired little girl who always gave him a pleasant word, and a smile.
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