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Updated: July 11, 2025
When I soar too high you must jerk me down to level ground." "I begin to think I might like a cloud-ride myself occasionally, just for variety's sake," he laughed. "And I'll do whatever you tell me to, Miss Lavillotte," he added stoutly. "If the Works go to the dogs, all right, but you shall be obeyed! Only may I ask a question?" "Certainly."
"I really can't tell," he said at length. "Yet it seems as if I ought to know, too. I hardly think he's one of our men, unless he has come very lately. He isn't exactly what you'd call a beauty; is he, Miss Lavillotte?" "Far from it. He looks as if he had suffered awfully, don't you think?" "Oh possibly suffering, or sin one can scarcely tell which it may be at a glance.
Obstinately declaring that she should be wretched in a home where everything "smelled of its newness," she had coaxed and cajoled her friends until, almost without their realizing it, there had been such a division of the old Bonnivel effects and the new Lavillotte purchases that both houses presented a pretty equal mingling of the ancient and modern.
There is the English of it of course it's a free translation that might do. I don't care to hint at my ideas in the name, so perhaps " "Lavillotte?" he questioned. "What is the English of it." "'The little town, but Littletown " "Why not drop the w?" "And make it Littleton? Well, why not? I rather like that! It seems impersonal; it explains nothing."
I've a big day's work laid out on the time-books and accounts, for to-morrow's pay-day. But of course, if you need me " "No, no. It has been very good of you to give us so much time. If I were only an agent, now, and had something to sell " "'Twouldn't be a bad scheme, Miss Lavillotte, in case you really want to see them as they are. If you had some new-fangled baking dish, or a story paper, or "
"Nate," said George, without preamble, "we don't want to pry into your affairs, nor trouble you in any way, but if we can help you we will be glad to Miss Lavillotte and I. We believe you are man enough to wish to know the worst, without mincing, whatever it may be, and have come to tell you all. Your old chum, William Hapgood, is dead.
"I don't think it's natural, but, if you do, there must be something wrong with the family. We generally like those nearest to us, if they'll let us." "Yes, that's so," said the other eagerly, as if new light were coming to her. "As far as family is concerned, though, I like Joyce Lavillotte better than any cousin I have, almost better than my own sister, and she is no relation at all."
"I have not had so much happiness, myself, but that I am greedy of it. This day will stand out from all the days of my life. On it you, Joyce Lavillotte, called me, George Dalton, friend!" The funeral of William Hapgood was over. Death had dignified him, and few ventured to speak of him as "Bill," just now.
"If looking at me can do anybody any good " She checked him with a somewhat imperious gesture. "I am Joyce Lavillotte," she said, growing cool again, "and I would like to look the place over." The sentence died into silence before an ejaculation so amazed and long-drawn it made Joyce's eyes open wide. The man looked ready to burst into laughter, yet full of respect, too. At length he broke out,
But wouldn't it be, anyway? I gather you have some good reason for wishing to see these people at home." "I have. I want to know just how and where to help them best, but I hate to act in an underhanded way. And yet, if the paper would serve to give me entrance I'd try not to prevaricate in the least." "I think you may be trusted, Miss Lavillotte."
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