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There was perhaps a slight hint of doubt in Leila's request that he would be careful not to mention what she had said of Josiah, "as if I am really a boy and Leila older than I," murmured John. He knew, as he once more read her words, that he ought to tell his uncle, who could best decide what to do about Josiah and his terror of being reclaimed by his old owner.
I've a notion to give up that farm, and stop trying to breed those damfool sheep. They cost a thousand apiece, and do you know what I got for those six I sent to Westbury? Just twelve hundred dollars from Fleetwood the bargaining shopkeeper! Twelve hundred! Think of that! And along comes Granby and sells a single ram for six thousand plunks!" Leila's head was lowered.
It may not be but one man shall avenge a nation!" The dark face of Leila's father, well fitted to express powerful emotion, became terrible in its wrath and passion; his brow and lip worked convulsively; but the paroxsym was brief; and scarce could she shudder at its intensity ere it had subsided into calm. "Enough of these thoughts, which thou, a woman and a child, art not formed to witness.
And now, suddenly and unexpectedly, he had brought up the question again, directly this time, and in such a form that she could not evade it: putting the renewal of his plea, after so long an interval, on the ground that, on her own showing, her chief argument against it no longer existed. "You tell me Leila's happy.
"He can skate, James," said Mrs. Ann. "Yes, so I hear. I suppose that under Leila's care and a good out-of-door life he will drop his girl-ways but " "But what, James?" "Oh! he has been taught that there is no shame in failure, no disgrace in being afraid." "How do you know he is afraid, my dear James?" "Oh! I know." Leila's unwillingness to talk had given him some suspicion of the truth.
"Look at Stephen!" murmured Sylvia, her enraptured eyes following him as he strolled hatless and coatless along the cliff's edge, the sun glimmering on his short hair, a tall, slim, well-coupled, strongly knit shape against the sky and sea. But Leila's quick ear had caught a significant sound from the gravel drive behind her, and she stood up, a delicious colour tinting her face.
For a week following the Christmas vacation, spreads and jollifications were the order in the campus houses. As Jerry pensively observed, after a feast in Leila's room, the world seemed principally made of fruit cakes, preserves and five-pound boxes of chocolates.
"Even if they came at the wrong time, you must have been glad to see them all at Leila's." She gave him back his look with a faint smile. "I didn't see them." "You didn't see them?" "No. That is, excepting little Charlotte Wynn. That child is exquisite. We had a talk before luncheon the day I arrived.
I knew, though, that, if he had done the wrong, she would never again be able to give him the eager love he desired, and I, too, an unwilling spectator, waited on his words for his future, and Leila's; but his voice did not make answer. It was Dick Allport who spoke. "Bessie Lowe is a girl I used to care for," he said. "She is the girl who sang at the Musicians' Club, the girl who spoke to you.
I shall do precisely what you desire." John Penhallow caught some signal of amused surprise in Leila's looks. He checked his own smile of partnership in mirth at Ann Penhallow's sudden subjugation, feeling that with Leila the intimacies of mirth were at an end. Ann took her knitting and went out upon the back porch. "How many rows can I knit until I hear? No, Leila I want to be alone.
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