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"There's no danger of that, I guess." Clementina laughed, and Miss Milray went on: "Another of your admirers was here; but he was not so inconsolable, or else be found consolation in staying on and talking about you, or joking." "Oh, yes; Mr. Hinkle," cried Clementina with the smile that the thought of him always brought. "He's lovely." "Lovely? Well, I don't know why it isn't the word.
Lander began as soon as she entered her room, "Well, I was just wonderin' if you was goin' to leave me here all day alone, while you staid down the'e, carryin' on with that simpleton. I don't know what's got into the men." "Mr. Hinkle has gone for the docta," said Clementina, trying to get into her voice the kindness she was trying to feel.
He paused, before he added, "Well, it would seem rather crowded after they get here, I suppose," and he laughed, while Clementina said nothing. Hinkle came every morning now, to smoothe out the doubts and difficulties that had accumulated in Mrs.
"If you don't land high, it'll be because you're a fool. And you ain't that." "I'm afraid I am," replied Susan. "Yes, I guess I'm what's called a fool what probably is a fool." "You want to look out then," warned Miss Hinkle. "You want to go to work and get over that. Beauty don't count, unless a girl's got shrewdness. The streets are full of beauties sellin' out for a bare living.
"In all ages, Miss Hinkle," said I, "in spite of the poetry and romance of each, intellect in woman has been admired more than beauty. Even in Cleopatra, herself, men found more charm in her queenly mind than in her looks." "Well, I should think so!" said Ileen. "I've seen pictures of her that weren't so much. She had an awfully long nose."
The great opposition to our people and Church caused the two pillars, Marsh and Hyde, to become weak-kneed and turn over to the enemy. Col. G. M. Hinkle, Dr. Averard, Judge W. W. Phelps, and others of the "tall" men of the Church followed suit.
"If he gets left on the Grossetto line, he can go back and come up by Orvieto, no?" "He can, if he isn't in a hurry," Hinkle assented. "It's a good way, if you've got time to burn." Belsky did not attempt to explore the American's meaning. "Do you know," he asked, "whether Mrs. Lander and her young friend are still in Florence? "I guess they are."
"He wrote it on the train, going away, and it's not very plain; but I guess you can make it out." Miss Milray received the penciled leaves, which seemed to be pages torn out of a note-book. They were dated the day Hinkle left Venice, and the envelope bore the postmark of Verona.
But you see nearly everybody again that you meet in your travels. That friend of his that Mr. Gregory he seems to have dropped out, too. I believe you told me you used to know him in America." "Yes," she answered, briefly; she could not say more; and Hinkle went on. "It seemed to me, that as far as I could make him out, he was about as much of a crank in his way as the Russian.
As she looked at herself in a long glass in one of the show-parlors, her face did not reflect the admiration frankly displayed upon the faces of the two other women. That satin slip seemed to have a moral quality, an immoral character. It made her feel naked no, as if she were naked and being peeped at through a crack or keyhole. "You'll soon get used to it," Miss Hinkle assured her.
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