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Leffers had really stated his own motive in reading. He compromised. "Well, I like the author to do my thinking for me." "Yes," said the other, "that is what I mean." "The question is whether 'The Maiden Knight' fellow does it," said Kenby, taking duck and pease from the steward at his shoulder. "What my wife likes in it is to see what one woman can do and be single-handed," said March.
March to listen to Mrs. Leffers, who did not let them go without making her husband promise to wrap up well, and not get his feet wet. She made March promise not to take him far, and to bring him back early, which he found himself very willing to do, after an exchange of ideas with Mr. Leffers.
Leffers had really stated his own motive in reading. He compromised. "Well, I like the author to do my thinking for me." "Yes," said the other, "that is what I mean." "The question is whether 'The Maiden Knight' fellow does it," said Kenby, taking duck and pease from the steward at his shoulder. "What my wife likes in it is to see what one woman can do and be single-handed," said March.
Leffers had brought the book to the table with her; she said she had not been able to lay it down before the last horn sounded; in fact she could have been seen reading it to her husband where he sat under the same shawl, the whole afternoon. "Don't you think it's perfectly fascinating," she asked Mrs. Adding, with her petted mouth.
March to listen to Mrs. Leffers, who did not let them go without making her husband promise to wrap up well, and not get his feet wet. She made March promise not to take him far, and to bring him back early, which he found himself very willing to do, after an exchange of ideas with Mr. Leffers.
Leffers bade March farewell, in the final fondness inspired by his having coffee with them before they left the ship; they said they hated to leave. The stop had roused everybody, and the breakfast tables were promptly filled, except such as the passengers landing at Plymouth had vacated; these were stripped of their cloths, and the remaining commensals placed at others.
"Perhaps the passenger list will say," he suggested. The list did not say of itself, but with the help of the head steward's diagram it said that the gentleman at the head of the table was Mr. R. M. Kenby; the father and the daughter were Mr. E. B. Triscoe and Miss Triscoe; the bridal pair were Mr. and Mrs. Leffers; the mother and her son were Mrs. Adding and Mr.
They lifted their eyes for their expected salutation, and recognized Mr. and Mrs. Leffers, of the Norumbia. The ladies fell upon each other as if they had been mother and daughter; March and the young man shook hands, in the feeling of passengers mutually endeared by the memories of a pleasant voyage. They arrived at the fact that Mr.
They lifted their eyes for their expected salutation, and recognized Mr. and Mrs. Leffers, of the Norumbia. The ladies fell upon each other as if they had been mother and daughter; March and the young man shook hands, in the feeling of passengers mutually endeared by the memories of a pleasant voyage. They arrived at the fact that Mr.
Leffers would have read Longfellow in our time; but now she didn't know of his poem on Nuremberg; she was intelligent enough about the place, but you could see that its quaintness was not so precious as it was to us; not so sacred." Her tone entreated him to find more meaning in her words than she had put into them.
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