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An instance of this second-hand acquisition of knowledge occurred the very next morning, when Lily Dallam, with much dignity, walked into Honora's little sitting-room. "I suppose I have no pride," she said, as she halted within a few feet of the doorway. "Why, Lily!" exclaimed Honora, pushing back the chair from her desk, and rising. But Mrs. Dallam did not move.
"Oui, Leffingwell!" she cried, gazing at them in some perplexity. Three children of various sizes clung to her skirts, and a younger nurse carried a golden-haired little girl of Honora's age. A lady and gentleman followed. The lady was beginning to look matronly, and no second glance was required to perceive that she was a person of opinion and character. Mr.
In the evening they went to a new comic opera, and it is the music of that which brings back the day most vividly to Honora's mind. In the morning they took an early train to Sutcliffe Manors, on the Hudson. It is an historic place.
Five minutes before he might have given it another name there is no use in saying that the recital of Honora's biography had not made a difference with Mr. Howard Pence, and that he was not a little mortified at his mistake. What he had supposed her to be must remain a matter of conjecture.
You know you wouldn't. And you're not the marrying kind," she added, with the superior knowledge of eighteen. "I'm waiting for you, Honora," he announced. "You know I love you, Peter," so she tempered her reply, for Honora's feelings were tender. What man, even Peter, would not have married her if he could? Of course he was in earnest, despite his bantering tone, "but I never could marry you."
There was a reason why Chiltern's letters had not arrived, and great were Honora's self-reproach and penitence. With a party of Englishmen he had gone up into the interior of a Central American country to visit some famous ruins. He sent her photographs of them, and of the Englishmen, and of himself. Yes, he had seen the newspapers.
It is needless to dwell upon the chagrin of Honora's maternal grandfather, Howard Allison Esquire, over this turn of affairs, this unexpected bouleversement, as he spoke of it in private to his friends in his Parisian club.
Beyond the town, on the slopes, were other new sights to stimulate the imagination: country houses not merely houses in the country, but mansions enticingly hidden among great trees in a way to whet Honora's curiosity as she pictured to herself the blissful quality of the life which their owners must lead.
imagined what was going on beside him! There were two factors in his pleasure; he liked the music, and he enjoyed the delight of Honora. What is Peter? Let us cease looking at him through Honora's eyes and taking him like daily bread, to be eaten and not thought about. From one point of view, he is twenty-nine and elderly, with a sense of humour unsuspected by young persons of temperament.
The Queen of Scots never had a more devoted chamber woman than old Catherine, who would have gone to the stake with a smile to save her little lady a single childish ill, and who spent her savings, until severely taken to task by Aunt Mary, upon objects for which a casual wish had been expressed. The saints themselves must at times have been aweary from hearing Honora's name.
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