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Nance repeated her formula several times before she remembered that Miss Bobinet was deaf; then she got up and shouted it close to the old lady's ear. "Lida Purdy's a fool," said Miss Bobinet, crossly. "What do I want with a chit of a girl like you?" "She thought I could wait on you," screamed Nance, "and read to you and play penuchle."
She saw her pale yellow glove become darker and darker, and then filling slowly with water, and turning over once, as in its death- agony, sink down gradually with a spiral movement to the green depths of the stream. Lida strained her eyes to mark its descent, but the yellow spot grew ever smaller and more indistinct, and at last disappeared.
"I am so glad it is over," she said, audibly. "I hope you will all come in and have a cup of hot coffee after the exposure," said Aunt Faith, as, one by one, the tired guests climbed down from the circus-wagon. "We are all so wet, I think we had better go directly home," said Lida Powers. "Thank you, Mrs. Sheldon," said Edith Chase, "but we really must go directly home; come, Annie."
Once more her parched lips were covered with blood. She moved her eyes, looking about her. "So that's how you live, Sonia! Never once have I been in your room." She looked at her with a face of suffering. "We have been your ruin, Sonia. Polenka, Lida, Kolya, come here! Well, here they are, Sonia, take them all! I hand them over to you, I've had enough! The ball is over."
He thought what a fine thing it would be if he were Sarudine, and had such a sweetheart as Lida to love him. He would have loved her in quite a different way, though. Sarudine did not know how to appreciate his good fortune. Lida was pale and silent, looking at no one. Sarudine was gay, and on the alert, like a wild beast that scents its prey.
He heard the sound of merry voices on the balcony, and was about to step out and surprise the girls when he caught the sound of his own name coupled with that of Fanny Middleton. His curiosity was aroused and he became a listener to the following conversation: "Come, Florence," said Lida, "do not keep us in suspense any longer. Tell us whether she is black or white, fat or lean, rich or poor."
Lida, with arms a-kimbo, tripped along, singing softly as she went, and her pretty little feet in dainty yellow shoes now and again executed an impromptu dance. Lialia picked flowers, which she flung at Riasantzeff, caressing him with her eyes. "What do you say to a drink?" Ivanoff asked Sanine. "Splendid idea!" replied the other.
A strange, indefinable sense of joy overcame Lida, as she yearned for life ampler and more intense. It mattered not to her what she did. She slowly put both arms round her brother's neck and, with half-closed eyes, set her lips tight to give the kiss.
"I really never thought that ..." he stammered. "You never thought!" exclaimed Lida wildly. "Why didn't you? What right had you not to think?" "But, Lida, I never told you that I ..." he faltered, feeling afraid of what he was going to say, yet conscious that he would yet do so, all the same. Lida, however, had understood, without waiting for him to speak.
"Why, I told you just now we had done so!" replied Schafroff. "Oh! yes, so you did," said Lialia, smiling faintly. "Then there's Lida. But you mentioned her I think?" "Of course I did! Whom else can we ask, eh?" "I really ... don't know!" faltered Lialia. "I've got such a headache." Yourii glanced hurriedly at his sister, and then continued to pore over his pamphlets.
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