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" Guida Landresse de Landresse, that you will never again drink wine to excess, and that you will never do anything that" she paused confused. "That you would not wish me to do," he said in a low voice. "That I should not wish you to do," she repeated in a half-embarrassed way. "On my honour I promise," he said slowly. A strange feeling came over her.
She was quite pale, and for a moment he thought she was still suffering from her fall, until he saw in her nervous, half-embarrassed manner that it had no physical cause. Her old audacity and anger seemed gone, yet there was a queer determination in her pretty brows. "Good-evening," he said.
After a moment's half-embarrassed silence Fred Ransom burst into a laugh that was wholly good-natured. "Mr. Duff, You are unusually clever at reading other's motives," he replied. "I went to school as a youngster, and learned how to read the pages of open books," the gambler confessed modestly. "So you have, as yet, no plan for compelling the young engineers to fail and quit at the Man-killer?"
She stroked his head with a half-embarrassed laugh, and replied,—‘I did not know he had attempted to climb the wall.—I have the pleasure of addressing Mr. Markham, I believe?’ she added, somewhat abruptly. I bowed, but ventured to ask how she knew me. ‘Your sister called here, a few days ago, with Mrs. Markham.’
For a brother in aiguillettes there is a Masonic smile and a half-embarrassed familiarity, as if found out in acting his part. But confidence is soon restored with melancholy glances around, and profane persons who may be standing about move uneasily away. An A.D.C. should have no tastes. He is merged in "the house."
"Thank you, Dickie," murmured Sheila, half-embarrassed, half-amused by her adoring follower's innuendoes. "Thank you for everything. I shall have to think what I can do ... Good-night." Dickie, his eyes forcibly held away from Jim's note, murmured, "Good-night, ma'am," and went out, closing the door with exaggerated gentleness. The quietness of his departure seemed to spare Sheila's sensitiveness.
Of course they have the general purpose of letting, but well, they're queer folk the Kennedys," and his face wore the half-embarrassed smile of an honest man preparing to make confidences. "When poor Mr. Quentin died, the place went to his two sisters in joint ownership. A very bad arrangement, as you can imagine.
"It was horrid in bed to-night," she said in a half-embarrassed yet half-absent way. "I got thinking about about all sorts of things, and I was frightened." The change in her mood sealed my lips. "I hope mother hasn't noticed that my room's empty. No, of course not; she must be in bed long ago. Will you take me back to my room, Augustin?" "Yes," said I.
He sat balancing his long person over the arm of a chair listening to the recital of some of the High Churchman's parish troubles with a slight half-embarrassed smile. The Vicar of Mottringham was always in trouble.
"I feel like pink to-day," faltered Missy, half-embarrassed. But her mother did not ask for explanation. She only pondered a moment. "You know," reminded the supplicant, "I have to try on the Pink Dress this morning." "Very well, then," granted mother. "But only the second-best ones." Missy's face brightened and she made for the door.
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