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Mother says she never knew anyone so good at it as Peggy!" cried Mellicent, with an outburst of gushing praise, in acknowledgment of which she received a thunderous frown and such a sharp pinch on the arm as penetrated through all her thick winter wrappings.
It must be ornamental, or you wouldn't be so proud of it!" Mellicent and her mother looked at one another and queried with uplifted eyebrows. The girl formed a vigorous "No!" The woman smiled indulgently and said: "I think it is! I think it is very pretty!" and the vicar could throw no further light on the subject than to say that he agreed with both.
A fat lady would be sitting in a corner prattling about half a dozen subjects all in one moment that's Mellicent; and a tall, lean lady in spectacles would be imparting useful information to a dandy with an eyeglass stuck in one eye that's Esther and Oswald! Oh dear, I wonder I wonder I wonder! It's like a story-book, Rob, and we are at the end of the first volume.
The suggestion was made one day at dinner, and was received with acclamation by everyone present. "Oh, how lovely, father! It will help me ever so much!" said Esther. "And Peggy must be Portia." "I'd like to be that funny little man Launcelot what do you call it? only I know I couldn't do it," said Mellicent humbly. "I'll be the servants and people who come in and give messages.
For some days after this, Mr. Smith did not appear at all like himself. He seemed abstracted and puzzled. Miss Maggie, who still felt self-conscious and embarrassed over her misconception of his attentions to Mellicent, was more talkative than usual in her nervous attempt to appear perfectly natural.
Jane was highly exercised over it, and even Harriet had exclaimed over the "shameful flirtation Mellicent was carrying on with that man old enough to be her father!" No, there was no mistake. Besides, did she not see with her own eyes that Mr. Smith was gone every day and evening, and that, when he was at home at meal-time, he was silent and preoccupied, and not like himself at all?
Smith had talked of everything under the sun, and that she nearly had a fit because she could not get one minute to herself to break in upon Mellicent and that horrid Gray fellow at the piano. She had not supposed Mr. Smith could talk like that. She had never remembered he was such a talker! The young people had a tennis match on the school tennis court the next day. Mr.
When it was the life of a great man which should be written, Esther and Mellicent began their essays as ninety-nine out of a hundred schoolgirls would do, with a flat and obvious statement of birth, birthplace, and parentage; but Peggy disdained such commonplace methods, and dashed headlong into the heart of her subject with a high-flown sentiment, or a stirring assertion which at once arrested the reader's interest.
Arthur was stroke, and Mellicent sat in front and coached him in his duty, to the amusement of the company and his own unspeakable delight, and Eunice dabbled her hand in the water, and sent little showers of spray tossing up into the air.
Oh, how lovely! I'm simply dying to see the Princess! Only yesterday I said that I could not bear to go away without seeing her. If she were at a garden-party, we could get quite near, and see her face, and her clothes, and hear her speak. How simply lovely!" ejaculated Mellicent rapturously. "Oh, we must go, we must manage it! We have no engagement for Friday, Peggy, have we?
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