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Joris, tell thy grandfather what they are." And this time George, being very sure of hearty sympathy, told his tale with great feeling perhaps even with a little anger. His grandfather listened patiently to the youth's impatience, but he did not answer exactly to his expectations. "My Joris," he said, "so hard it is to accept what goes against our wishes.
Joris re-lit his pipe, and Lysbet went softly and thoughtfully about her household duties. It was one of those hours in which Life distills for us her vague melancholy wine; and Joris and Lysbet drank deeply of it. The moon was in its third day, and the silent crescent has no calmer and sweeter time; yet Joris it inclined to a sad presentiment.
"So much youth, and beauty, and happiness! It is a benediction to have seen it! I shall not reprove Joris at this time. But now I must go back to Federal Hall; the question of the Capital makes me very anxious. Every man of standing must feel so." "And I must go to my tan pits, for it is the eye of the master that makes the good servant.
And she has enough uncles and aunts and cousins and ex-lovers and what-not to fill out an infantry regiment, and every one of them's at court with both hands out to grab everything they can." "How does Duke Joris like this?" The Duke of Bigglersport was Queen Flavia's brother. "I daresay he's less than delighted." "He's hiring mercenaries, is what he's doing, and buying combat contragravity.
I will tell you, father. I think now my case with Cornelia will bear putting to the question. As you know, it has been step with step between Joris Hyde and myself in that affair, and if I go away now without securing the ground I have gained, what can hinder Hyde from taking advantage over me? He too must go soon, but he will try and secure his position before he leaves.
Then Joris has been sent for, and it was right and natural that he should go but oh, he might have written! ten words would have been enough It was right he should go but he might have written! he might have written!" and she buried her face in her pillow and wept bitterly. Alas! Alas!
Her cheeks were burning; the old lady's angry voice was in her ears, she felt the eyes of every one in the store upon her, and she was indignant and mortified at a meeting so inopportune. Her heart had also received a new stab; and she had not at the moment any philosophy to meet it. Joris had evidently told his grandmother exactly what the old lady affirmed. She had not a doubt of that, but why?
"Oh, grandfather, I intended no harm. Did I strike so hard? Upon my word, I meant it not." At this moment Madame Van Heemskirk came quickly forward. She turned a face of disapproval on her husband, and asked sharply, "Why dost thou complain?" "I like not my house-door struck so rudely, Lysbet. No man in all America, but Joris Hyde, would dare to do it."
It was like the burst of bird song in early spring, and she followed the happy girl to the front door, and called her back when she had gone down the steps, and said, as she looked earnestly in her face "You have heard from Joris Hyde? I know you have!" and Cornelia nodded her head, and blushed, and smiled, and ran away from further question.
A message from Madame Van Heemskirk asked this favour from them; she wished naturally that they should see how exquisitely beautiful and comfortable was the home, which her Joris had trusted her to prepare for his bride. But she did not wish Cornelia to see it, until the bride-groom himself took her across its threshold. "An old woman's fancy it is," she said to Mrs.
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