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Presently he tapped on his violin for a few moments' respite, and approached Miss Lucinda as respectfully as if she had been a queen. "You are ver' tired, Mees Lucinda?" said he. "I am a little, Sir," said she, out of breath. "I am not used to dancing; it's quite an exertion." "It is that truly. If you are too much tired, is it better to wait?
"To exchange for " "A queen, ze belle of Crowheart Mees Essie Teesdale!" The Dago Duke stared and continued to regard his employer fixedly. Essie Tisdale! Had the solitude affected the old man's mind at last? Was he crazy? How else account for the preposterous suggestion, his colossal egotism?
As the day fixed for her recital approached, Diana became a prey to intermittent attacks of nerves. "Supposing I should fail?" she would sometimes exclaim, in a sudden spasm of despair. Then Baroni would reply quite contentedly: "My dear Mees Quentin, you will not fail. God has given you the instrument, and I, Baroni, I haf taught you how to use it. Gran Dio! Fail!"
And she limply pitched sidewise in her chair. "Mees Harmon Olivetta!" exclaimed M. Dubois. He sprang forward, knelt at her side and supported her wilted figure against his bosom. Upon this poultice to her troubles Olivetta relaxed and sobbed unrestrainedly. And no one, particularly Mrs. De Peyster, paid the least heed to this little episode.
"Aren't you well, little one?" asked Molly. "Is anything the matter?" "Oh, exceedingly, quite well, but I cannot go to-day, Mees Brown," Otoyo answered, trying to infuse a little warmth into her tone.
Prince Hugo had made no secret of his intentions with regard to Miss Dunbar, so that when it was known that his sisters and the rich American Mees would at last meet at the Countess von Amte's there was a flutter of curiosity in the exclusive circle of Munich. The countess herself called twice on Clara that day, so great was her triumph that this social event would occur at her house.
"And so, M. Delabordeau, you intend really to start for Mount Sinai?" "Yes, mees; ve intend to make one start on Monday week." "And so on to Jerusalem. You are quite right. It would be a thousand pities to be in these countries, and to return without going over such ground as that. I shall certainly go to Jerusalem myself by that route." "Vot, mees! you? Would you not find it too much fatigante?"
Afterward, on the boat, when a porter had placed her in a sheltered deck-seat with a curved top, the fellow-being ventured again to thank the English Mees for coming to his rescue. It was a pleasure to Mary to speak French, which had been taught her by Sister Marie-des-Anges, a French nun from Paris; and she and the young man plunged into an animated conversation.
She heard the exclamation again, louder and more guttural than before, then the full moon of a face peered around her sheltering wall, and the voice said, "Hein! A yoong mees! Beg pardong, then have I deesturb you?" "No, sir," rising to her feet; "only I've lost my sunbonnet!" looking ruefully down to where it hung tantalizingly in sight, but far out of reach, on a jutting point of rock.
The professor and his new assistant shook hands, while the latter felt she herself was being classified and labelled by those penetrating orbs. "I'm happy to meet Miss Olmstead; pray be seated. Don't hurry away, Professor Grandet; can't you sit down a while, also?" "Not zis morning, t'anks; I haf mooch to do. Well, Mees, I leaves you in good hands; au revoir."
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