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Her sister raised the head, laid it on her own bosom, and kissed, the cheeks and brow again and again. 'Dearest, dearest Laura, I am so sorry for you; but I am sure you must feel freer and happier now you know it all, and see the truth. 'I don't know! said Laura, sadly. 'And at least you will be better able to comfort him. 'No, no, I shall only add to his self-reproach.
"I don't know what there is to see in Bannisdale," he said hotly. "It's a damp, dark, beastly hole of a place." "I prefer Bannisdale to this, thank you," said Laura, making a little face at the very ample bronze gentleman in a frock coat who was standing in the centre of a great new-built empty square, haranguing a phantom crowd. "Oh! how ugly it is to succeed to have money!"
"Let's not talk about next year," she mumbled uncomfortably, "it is so far off and ever so many things may happen before June. Of course," she faltered and swallowed something in her throat, "I'd love to room with you, if if I can. But now we must hurry with this essay." "Well, remember that I have asked you first," said Lucine, "and I can't spare you." Laura said nothing.
Cecilia has the dress which Laura wore in church when Petrarch first saw her." "No!" said Wharton, after another pause, and long study of the two figures. "Decidedly I will not rub you out; but I mean to touch up Petrarch." "O! You won't spoil the likeness!" "Not at all! But if I am going to posterity by your side I want some expression in my face. Petrarch was a man of troubles."
Very many years after the circumstances about which we are at present occupied, Laura with a blush and a laugh showing much humor owned to having read a French novel once much in vogue, and when her husband asked her, wondering where on earth she could have got such a volume, she owned that it was in the Temple, when she lived in Mr. Percy Sibwright's chambers.
"You are rich and he is poor," was the keynote of her thoughts, repeated from minute to minute. "And it is gold gives you the right in the world's eye to despise him!" she apostrophized the vanished Laura, clothing gold with all the baseness of that person. Now, when one really hates gold, one is at war with one's fellows. The tide sets that way.
The theatre was preferable, as that came within their means, and she suggested Laura Keene's; but from that Aunt Betsy recoiled as from Pandemonium itself. Catch her at a theatre her, a deacon's sister, looked up to for a sample, and who run once for vice-president of the Sewing Society in Silverton! It was too terrible to think of. But the opera seemed different.
Once I was near selling the land for twenty thousand dollars; once for thirty thousand dollars; once after that for seven thousand dollars; and once for forty thousand dollars but something always told me not to do it. What a fool I would have been to sell it for such a beggarly trifle! It is the land that's to bring the money, isn't it Laura? You can tell me that much, can't you?"
"If ever there was a wild woman it's Laura Deford this minute. I've been with her all the morning, and she don't know salt from seaweed. She sent for John Maxwell and says he told her not to dare call Mary Cary's name in his presence, and that he never expects to marry any woman on earth." "I don't believe it!" Mrs. Moon sat upright. "Mrs. Deford must be insane." "She is."
I repressed every violent or boisterous inclination of my spirits, however, and taking her unresisting hand, sat down in sorrow at her side. "'Laura, said I, with difficulty finding utterance, 'do we thus part, and for ever? She made no answer, but gazed steadfastly at the rich carpet, while her face, though somewhat paler than usual, betrayed no change of muscle.
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