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"George, you were never quite so close to me as now." She slipped her hand into his. "I'll stay close, dear; and I'll do all I can for you both." This was all they said until the first lights of the great city, miles out, were flashing past them. Then it occurred to Georgiana to put a startled question: "Jimps, have you any address to go to? There was none in my telegram."
If I should lie back in a chair like that and just smile without saying anything, Father Davy would say, 'Daughter, don't you feel quite well? and Jimps would propose getting me a cup of tea. Oh, well how absurd of me to mind because another girl looks like a picture by a wonderful painter while I look like a lurid lithograph by nobody at all!"
Then Georgiana said softly at the young man's elbow: "Thank you again for coming, Jimps. It's such a comfort to have my brother here." Before he could reply she was gone again. He led Mr. Warne downstairs, where Doctor Craig presented them both to the Brandts delightful people Stuart thought them, too so simple and unaffected almost like village people.
"I believe he is," she admitted, trying not to let her colour rise beneath the accusing expression in his eyes. "And you didn't mention it?" "Didn't I? He's Jeannette's and Rosalie's friend, not mine." "No; he's something more than a friend to you or means to be. I might have known he'd work this scheme. It's good-bye to you in earnest then." "Jimps! Please don't. It's nothing of the sort.
It was a blunt question, but Georgiana understood. He asked it not to be reassured but because he was confident of the answer. She spoke guardedly: "I never saw her seem more so, Jimps. You are sure of it yourself?" "I want you to ask her point-blank. Will you?" "It's not the sort of question to ask anybody point-blank, is it?" "It is in this case.
"Not even to please me, George?" he asked, as she stood on the step above him, leading the way in to Jeannette and the warm fireside. "Jimps, I'm sorry you feel that way about it. But I've talked with Father Davy and he agrees that it's a godsend. There's no reason in the world I could give Mr. Jefferson for refusing to help him when he needs it, and when I need it, too.
"I'm trying to imagine Jimps's June-tanned face above a white shirt front," mused Georgiana. "He'll be a perfect Indian shade by that time." "Not more so than any young tennis or golf enthusiast, will he?" "Oh, much more. Jimps is out in the sun from dawn till sundown; his very eyebrows get a russet shade.
"Curious that I should break out of Mrs. Perkins's just as you came along!" "Very curious, Jimps. How do you manage it? I stole out like a cat just to avoid such a possibility. I knew you were there." "Did you, indeed?" inquired the owner of the voice, coming up and standing still to look at what he could see of the military-caped form.
I wasn't properly protecting you," Stuart declared warmly. "Both sides come in to supper!" commanded Georgiana. "Please stay, Jimps; it's the only amends we can make you, and you must be as hungry as a bear." "Thanks; I'd like to, but I'm not properly dressed, I'm afraid." "Jean and I won't make a change, and you can take us coasting this evening, if you will. Do you suppose Mr.
No need for rouge or powder now, for nature had laid on the lovely face her own unrivalled tints of rose overlying the soft browns of summer tan. "Oh, you darlings, to come and bring the baby! Do let me look at him the blessed thing! Isn't he a beauty? but, of course, how could he help it? Jimps! O Jimps! Here they are!"
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