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I ain't a Fenian nor yet a Guy Fawkes, daughter, and in consequence I'm free to confess I don't care for all this damn mystery and shilly-shallying. But that's the message." Miss Hugonin debated with herself. "That I will do nothing further in the matter till Billy gets well," she repeated, reflectively.
Miss Hugonin crooned, in an ecstacy of tenderness and woe. "He found this first will in one of the other drawers, and thought he was the rich one, and came in a great whirl of joy to ask me to marry him, and I was horrid to him! Oh, what a mess I've made of it! I've called him a fortune-hunter, and I've told him I love another man, and he'll never, never ask me to marry him now.
But when a woman is clean-eyed and straight-limbed, and has a cheery heart, she really cannot help being beautiful; and when Nature accords her a sufficiency of dimples and an infectious laugh, I protest she is well-nigh irresistible. And all these Margaret Hugonin had. And surely that is enough. I shall not endeavour, then, to picture her features to you in any nicely picked words.
Why, even as I read my verses to you those pallid, ineffectual verses that praised you timorously under varied names even then there pulsed in my veins the riotous pæan of love, the great mad song of love that shamed my paltry rhymes. I cannot be friends with you, child! I must have all or nothing. Bid me hope or go!" Miss Hugonin meditated for a moment and did neither.
I say, what Shakespeare observes as to this very Eagle?" Miss Hugonin shook her little head till it glittered in the sunlight like a topaz. She cared no more for Shakespeare than the average woman does, and she was never quite comfortable when he was alluded to. "He says," Mr.
And she must have been the nicer of the two, because everybody who knew her says that Margaret Hugonin is exactly like her. So it came about naturally enough, that Billy Woods, now an Artium Baccalaureus, if you please, and not a little proud of it, found the Colonel and his daughter, then on a visit to this country, installed at Selwoode as guests and quasi-relatives.
For Margaret Hugonin but, as you know, she is our heroine, and, as I fear you have already learned, words are very paltry makeshifts when it comes to describing her. Let us simply say, then, that Margaret, his daughter, began to make him a cup of tea, and add that she laughed.
She refused them all with the utmost civility, as I happen to know. How I learned it is no affair of yours. For Miss Hugonin had remarkably keen eyes, which she used to advantage. In the world about her they discovered very little that she could admire.
"I hate him!" said she; but she looked very guilty. In the living-hall of Selwoode Miss Hugonin paused.
Friends, indeed! you would have thought from the airy confidence with which he spoke that Margaret had come safely to forty year and wore steel-rimmed spectacles! But Miss Hugonin merely cast down her eyes and was aware of no reason why they shouldn't be. She was sure he must be hungry, and she thought luncheon must be ready by now. In his soul, Mr.
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