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I've taken a fancy to the child, Bingle I never liked a kid before in all my life. I've got a little present for her, but oh, well, never mind. I'll put it in her stocking, if you'll tell me which is hers. But I say, why doesn't she like me, Bingle?" He was staring at the back of Kathleen's brown, curly head, and his eyes were filled with perplexity. "Bashful just bashful," explained Mr. Bingle.
"Yes, I am," replied Lenore, softly. Two hours later she heard Kathleen's gay laughter and pattering feet. Lenore took her wide-brimmed hat and went out on the porch. Dorn was indeed not the same somber young man he had been. "Good morning, Kurt," said Lenore, extending her hand. The instant he greeted her she saw the stiffness, the aloofness had gone from him. Kathleen had made him feel at home.
"How can a girl who can't afford to pay her college expenses wear such smart clothes?" was Kathleen's appraising comment after they had passed Evelyn, who nodded to them in condescending fashion. "Her sister, Ida, makes them. She told me so when she came here to ask me to take Miss Ward into Harlowe House. She is a very pretty girl, isn't she?" Kathleen nodded.
Thanks to a number of girls who believed I was worth bothering with, I have learned to know what Overton requires of me. If you are wise, you'll face about, too. You will find it pays, and there are all sorts of pleasant compensations for what one expends in effort. That's all. I've said my say." A curious, half-admiring expression flitted across Kathleen's thin little face.
O'Brien said: "Ellen, when it was only your own affair I told you what you ought to do, but I let you take your own way. But now it is Kathleen's affair and John's and mine, and it is time that I had my way. Look at me, Ellen, and tell me, do I look as if I meant to have it?" Again Ellen looked in the old woman's face and said nothing for an instant.
I had joined the other foundationers as a member of Kathleen's society. Then Cassandra presented the temptation. She offered to give me the services of her coach, Miss Renshaw, to work up for the Ayldice Scholarship. That means sixty pounds a year. We are poor at home, Miss Ravenscroft.
Flynn stepped apprehensively forward; then, shrugging a shoulder, he responded to Kathleen's hand on his arm. They went down the stairs together, and out to their carriage. As they drove away, Kathleen said: "It's strange that men who do such fine things should look so commonplace." "The other one might have been more uncommon," he replied.
Flynn stepped apprehensively forward; then, shrugging a shoulder, he responded to Kathleen's hand on his arm. They went down the stairs together, and out to their carriage. As they drove away, Kathleen said: "It's strange that men who do such fine things should look so commonplace." "The other one might have been more uncommon," he replied.
It was just before she was fifteen that Kathleen's aunt, a maiden lady from Dublin, who rejoiced in the truly Irish name of O'Flynn, came to see them, remarked on Kathleen's wild, unkempt appearance, declared that the girl would be a downright beauty when she was eighteen, said that no one would tolerate such a want of knowledge in the present day, and advised that she should go to school. Mrs.
"Breakfast is waiting. Did you fetch me anything?" "Yes, a new sister," replied Lenore, dreamily. Kathleen's eyes opened wide. "Where?" Lenore place a hand over her heart. "Here." "Oh, you do look funny.... Get up, Lenorry. Did you hear the shooting last night?" Instantly Lenore sat up and stared. "No. Was there any?" "You bet. But I don't know what it was all about."
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