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It was so exactly Myra's simple direct method of expression. Most people would have said, "Come here," or "Come to Shenstone," or merely "Come." "Come to me" seemed a tender, though unconscious, response to his resolution of the night before: "I will arise and go to my belovèd." Now that the parting was nearly over, he realised how terrible had been the blank of three weeks spent apart from Myra.
And that lad, wondering at his escape, showed his appreciation by presenting Periwinkle a horse-hair chain the next day which was accepted with all the graciousness of Peri's sweet nature. The teacher, observant as ever, and wondering too, blessed Myra's "dreadful" children in her heart.
Then, into his musing, came Myra's soft voice, from close beside him, in the darkness: "My husband was always good to me; but " And Jim Airth laid his other hand over the one he held. "I am sure he was," he said, gently. "But if you had been older, and had known more of love and life you would have done differently. Don't try to explain. I understand." And Myra gladly left it at that.
Half stifled, she tore the cloak from her face, and as she did so an arm encircled her. "El Diablo Cojuelo has captured the prize of his lifetime!" said a deep voice triumphantly. Myra's heart seemed to miss a beat as she felt the outlaw's arm tighten around her, panic seized her, and she had to fight the inclination to scream, and scream and scream.
"Your pretence of annoyance, dear lady, is such a fine piece of acting that almost I am persuaded you are not in love with me and have steeled your heart against me." "Please go on being persuaded." Myra's tone was intended to be sardonic. "So far it seems to me you have called to pay yourself compliments instead of to offer apologies. Apparently you explained to Mr.
They guessed Hall Caine and the bicycle and the spoke very quickly, but nobody thought of suggesting the favourite spoke." Myra went to the window again, and came back with the news that it would probably be a fine evening. "Thank you," we all said. "But I wasn't just making conversation. I have an idea." "Silence for Myra's idea." "Well, it's this.
Ferrars good-naturedly recommenced her labours of inspection, and explained all her plans. There was a very pretty room for Endymion, and to-morrow it was to be very comfortable. He was quite pleased. Then they were shown Myra's room, but she said nothing, standing by with a sweet scoff, as it were, lingering on her lips, while her mother disserted on all the excellences of the chamber.
If bad news were to come, would you sooner receive it direct from the War Office, in the terribly crude wording which cannot be avoided in those telegrams; or would you rather that a friend other than your mother broke it to you, more gently?" Myra's eyes flashed. She sat up with instant animation. "Oh, I would receive it direct," she said. "It would be far less hard, if it were official.
"Wouldn't it be a comfort to know that your liver was on the right side, auntie, and not on the left!" asked Rose with a naughty laugh in her eyes, for she had lately learnt that Aunt Myra's liver complaint was not in the proper place. "It's a dying world, child, and it don't much matter where the pain is, for sooner or later we all drop off and are seen no more," was Aunt Myra's cheerful reply.
But now let us return to the important question of the face which you ARE to have daily opposite you at table. It cannot be Lady Brand's, nor can it be Myra's; but, you know, Dal, a very lovely one is being suggested for the position." "No names, please," said Garth, quickly. "I object to girls' names being mentioned in this sort of conversation." "Very well, dear boy.
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