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Missy's heart sank; she looked at him with mutely pleading eyes. "And you needn't look at me like that," he added firmly. "It won't do you the least good." Missy's heart sank deeper. How could she hope to exert a proper religious influence if she didn't attend services regularly herself? But father looked terribly adamantine.
Thus would their sins be forgiven them, and their souls be born anew. Missy's soul quivered and stretched up to be born anew. So, with several other sinners including grandpa and grandma whom she had never before suspected of sin she unhesitatingly walked forward.
It is all very well, in Romance and Poems, to meet with unhappy, discarded lovers they played an essential part in many of the best ballads in the Anthology; but when that romantic role falls, in real life, on the shoulders of a nice young Doc, the matter assumes a different complexion. Missy's own ecstasy over the Wedding suddenly loomed thoughtless, selfish, wicked.
I come down-stairs early, when the corridors are being swept and dusted by the China-boys in their long blue coats, and receive a series of "Morning, Missy's" on my way to the breakfast-room, the nice, warm breakfast-room, with oilcloth-covered floor, and everything else simple accordingly.
That is an age, as many of us can remember, one begins really to know Life a complex and absorbing epoch. The first of these new vistas to unspread itself before Missy's eyes was nothing less dazzling than Travel.
"Responsibilities?" repeated father. Here mother, who had been sitting quietly by, also with a disapproving expression, entered the discussion: "I knew all that Iolanthe and class flummery would get her into trouble." Flummery! Missy's voice quavered. "That's a very important part of school life, mother! Class spirit and all you don't understand!"
Physically and spiritually unable to keep still another second, she suddenly sat up. "Oh, Poppylinda!" she whispered. "I'm so happy so happy!" Everyone knows that is, everyone who knows kittens that kittens, like babies, listen with their eyes. To Missy's whispered confidence, Poppylinda, without stirring, opened her lids and blinked her yellow eyes. "Aren't you happy, too?
The guests were very distinguished-looking, all the men in dress suits and appearing just as much at home in them as Ridgeley Holman Dobson had, that night on the Opera House stage. Yes, and he was there, in Missy's vision, handsomer than ever with his easy smile and graceful gestures and that kind of intimate look in his dark eyes, as he lingered near the hostess whom he seemed to admire.
Next on the left side sat Miss Rayner, the governess of Missy's little sister, and the four-year-old girl herself. Opposite them, Missy's brother, Petia, the only son of the Korchagins, a public-school boy of the Sixth Class. It was because of his examinations that the whole family were still in town.
The Marble Hearts would give a dinner-party! The Marble Hearts were Missy's "crowd," thus named after Tess had joined it. Of course, said Tess, they must have a name. A fascinating fount of ideas was Tess's. She declared, now, that they MUST give a dinner-party, a regular six o'clock function. Life for the younger set in Cherryvale was so bourgeois, so ennuye.
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