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She did not dare give him time to answer her first impulsive question. But he answered it just the same. "You do me great credit, my dear. I never knew you were quite so beautiful." He said it gravely, but none the less sincerely. "It's very pleasant to remember that I have property rights to such a charming person." Property rights! Joy's heart gave a little warm jump.
Clarence couldn't very well do or say anything to his host, but he looked far from pleased as John took Joy's hand and quietly led her into line. Tiddy came up just then with a pretty, dark little girl whom he had selected with great judgment from the guests as being just of a height between Joy and Gail.
I felt you were that one, and so I appealed to you in this matter about Marah Adams." Joy's eyes were full of tears. "You must know more of human nature than I do," she said, "but I hate terribly to think you are right in this estimate of the people of your congregation. I will go and see what I can do for this girl to-morrow.
It was a part of the reception that Joy usually looked forward to happily. She was just pulling herself together for flight when Mrs. Harmsworth-Jones, jingling, purple-upholstered and smiling, bore down on her. "How is our dear little Joy-Flower this afternoon?" she asked as inevitably as Fate, patting Joy's slim bare arm with one plump, gloved hand, and beaming.
I'm goin' with cousin Joy, and I'll eat just as many chestnots as you or anybody else, now!" Gypsy had not the slightest doubt of that, and the three started off together. They met Sarah Rowe and Delia on the way, and Gypsy introduced them. "This is my cousin Joy, and this is Sarah. That one in the shaker bonnet is Delia Guest. Oh, I forgot. Joy's last name is Breynton, and Sarah is Sarah Rowe."
"But soon upon his poor unsheltered head Did Penury her sickly mildew shed; Ah! where are fled the charms of vernal grace, And joy's wild gleams that lightened o'er his face." Then "youth of tumultuous soul" to "sigh," as before. The rest may all stand down to "gaze upon the waves below." What follows now may come next as detached verses, suggested by the "Monody," rather than a part of it.
Shine on, shine on, sultana of the soul! the Passions are thy eunuch slaves, Ambition gazes on thee, and his burning brow is cooled, and his fitful pulse is calm. Grief wanders in her moonlit walk and sheds no tear; and when thy crescent smiles the lustre of Joy's revelling eye is dusked.
Shirley and Joy cuddled down under the covers and were soon asleep. And when Auntie Gibbs was in her own room, Kit and Bet began their watch. At dawn they awakened Shirley and Joy. "Bet Baxter, you're cheating!" came Joy's sleepy voice from the blankets. "I just this minute closed my eyes," exclaimed Shirley. "Waking us up the minute we fell asleep! A trick like that isn't funny.
"All right!" she called back heedlessly, as she followed Mrs. Hewitt up the wide, shallow-stepped staircase. Mrs. Hewitt seemed to have constituted herself a committee of welcome, and was accepted on all sides as being about to stay to dinner. All the rooms in the house were sunny, and at the window of Joy's there tapped a spray from a rambler rose.
Bet ran to her help. "Speak, Joy, speak to me," we said shaking the girl. Joy's face was deathly white but her eyes fluttered open and seeing Bet she cried hysterically: "I found it! I found it!" "Found what, Joy? What did you find?" "Another arrow. Right there on the rock!" Joy was struggling to her feet, but at the attempt she fell back with a groan. "For the love of Mike, is that all?
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