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"I don't sing at all," she said, coloring. "But you should sing." "Why?" she asked. "To please to give pleasure to others." "I don't care to please any one but myself." "But that is not right, you know. Now, I try to please everybody." "Do you always succeed, Mr. Highrank?" "Yes, always; and though it's tiresome at times, I bear it.
A third sympathized with my taste for horses: my restive Nero was the "sweetest pet" she ever saw. She told me Miss Vernon, you know her? brunette, deuced pretty she said one day, when we were taking a canter together, "I can believe those wonderful stories of the Centaurs when I see you ride, Mr. Highrank." She had a pleasant voice, and such a figure!
See, I will kneel if you like devotion;" and I fell on my knees before her, catching her little white hands and kissing them. "Won't you love me?" I felt as I looked into her sweet face that I could do anything in the world for her. "A little less devotion and more respect would suit me better, Mr. Highrank. Will you stop this farce and release my dress?
The next evening I asked her to sing, and she flatly refused without the least excuse, saying, "No: a refusal will be a pleasant novelty in your life, Mr. Highrank." "Paris," once said Victor Hugo to me, "is the hostess of all the nations. There all the world is at home. It is the second best place with all foreigners the fatherland first, and afterward Paris."
It seems to me indecorous, at least before marriage after, they can do as they like about it. You must warn Eva on the subject. If any other gentleman should ask for her, she must not refuse, because we could not count on Highrank making up his mind: I have an idea that he is too weak to form a resolution of any kind." I thought the old woman must be bilious. "Me a fool!" a philosopher rather.
You think you are irresistible that all the girls are in love with you that your wealth buys you impunity that your position will excuse your rudeness and that you can dispense with politeness because your name is Highrank! I would like to box your ears.
Evidently she was playing Todd against Highrank. "Mr. David Todd, Jr.?" I asked languidly: "he has thirty thousand a year, hasn't he?" She looked at me sharply for an instant, then smiled and said, "How should I know, dear Mr. Highrank? It is his rare personal merit that pleases me. I own I am happy to see him so attentive to the child for her sake.
S. in a louder voice than she would have used had she known I was so near. "But there might be some nicer gentleman just as wealthy, might there not?" suggested the weak sister. "There is David Todd, with thirty thousand a year: I wonder if he would suit the dainty Eva?" said Mrs. Jane, sneering. "I think she would like Mr. Highrank to be invited," observed pink Mrs. Fluffy, waiving the question.
You know there are some white things that are very warm, Mr. Highrank my ermine muff, for instance." But I made a clever answer. I said, "The muff looks cold, and so does Miss Blanche, but if I could be so fortunate as to touch the heart of either I might find warmth." "My muff has no heart," she answered, looking at me as if she did not understand. "And is its owner in the same condition?"
Presently she went off to dance with him, and Aunt Stunner sat down by me. Fanning herself energetically, she said in a confidential tone, "Eva is looking sweetly to-night: don't you think so, Mr. Highrank?" "Miss Eva always looks jolly," I said shortly. I did not want to talk to the old lady. "Mr. Todd appears to think so too," she went on with a nod and a knowing look at me.
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