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"There ain't no harm in bein' gay, lovey; that's what Jane wanted you to be. And Miranda's got her speech back, for your aunt has just sent a letter sayin' she's better; and I'm goin' to set up to-night, so you can stay here and have a good sleep, and get your things together comfortably to-morrow."
Why not postpone Arden for the moment and explore the isle of Miranda's morning beauty and Prospero's magical wisdom? "Why not?" says Rosalind, speaking aloud, and instead of answering her question the Poet and I are wondering why we have never gone before.
II, App. 5. III, App. 3. See Miranda's letter to President Adams, March 24, 1798. "Life and Corresp. of King," Vol. II, p. 654. "Life and Corresp. of King," Vol. II, p. 650. See King's letter to Hamilton, March 4, 1799. "Life and Corresp.," p. 662. "Letters and Despatches of Castlereagh," Vol. See Sherman, "General Account of Miranda's Expedition," N. Y., 1808.
So when Kincaid and Irby introduced a naval lieutenant whose amazingly swift despatch-boat was bound on a short errand a bend or so below English Turn, it was agreed with him in a twinkling a few twinklings, mainly Miranda's to dismiss horses, take the trip, and on the return be set ashore at Camp Callender by early moonlight. They went aboard at the head of Canal Street.
She had made a visit of a week at the brick house; and Miranda's impression, conveyed in privacy to Jane, was that Hannah was close as the bark of a tree, and consid'able selfish too; that when she'd clim' as fur as she could in the world, she'd kick the ladder out from under her, everlastin' quick; that, on being sounded as to her ability to be of use to the younger children in the future, she said she guessed she'd done her share a'ready, and she wan't goin' to burden Will with her poor relations.
It showed signs of having been recently painted, which was not strange, since it was the likeness of Colonel Miranda's sister, a few years younger than himself at the time on a visit to some relatives in a distant part of the Republic. Frank Hamersley's eyes never rested on it without his wishing the original at home.
"Then so are we," she dryly responded, at which all laughed, though the two women had spent much time of late on a small boat which daily made the round of the bay's defenses. In a dingy borrowed rig they hastened away toward their lodgings. As they drove, Anna pressed Miranda's hand and murmured, "Oh, for Hilary Kincaid!" "Ah, dear! not to be in this 'tea-party'?" "Yes! Yes!
He had been an "orphan" for a dozen years, and the wonder was that he should so long have lived alone in the big square-built house his father left him. At all events, Miranda Kinzer was just the wife for him. Miranda's mother had seen that at a glance, the moment her mind was settled about the house.
Who that has ever been at the old Anchor Tavern forgets Miranda's "A little of this fricassee?-it is ver-y nice;" or "Some of these cakes? You will find them ver-y good."
It was something of a disappointment to Odo, on entering the Signorina Miranda's room, to find that she was not alone. Engaged in feeding her pet monkey with sugar-plums was the young man who had given her his arm in the Piazza.
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