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"And did he then leave me also a message?" "No, nothing. What I'm to do for him with Mr. Longdon," she immediately explained, "is to make practically a kind of apology." "Ah and for me" Mitchy quickly took it up "there can be no question of anything of that kind. I see. He has done me no wrong." Nanda, with her eyes now on the window, turned it over.
"Frankly, my dear," the Duchess answered, "I don't think that you personally are either." "Oh as for that which is what matters least we shall perhaps see." With which Mrs. Brook turned again to Mr. Longdon. "I haven't explained to you what I meant just now. We want Nanda." Mr. Longdon stared. "At home again?" "In her little old nook. You must give her back." "Do you mean altogether?"
Is Dorothy Gale of Kansas pretty?" "She might be called so," the maid replied. "And is Mr. Tiktok attractive?" continued the Princess. "That I cannot say, Your Highness. But he seems very bright. Will Your Gracious Highness see them?" "Oh, I may as well, Nanda. But I am tired admiring this head, and if my visitor has any claim to beauty I must take care that she does not surpass me.
Like that Kaurava, or Pih-se-ni Nanda, or Ni-k'he-lai Danta, as some butcher's appearance, such also is the appearance of lustful desire; the wise man will have nothing to do with it; he would rather throw his body into the water or fire, or cast himself down over a steep precipice. Seeking to obtain heavenly pleasures, what is this but to remove the place of sorrow, without profit.
Again the only way to manage was to take what came uppermost. "By effective action you mean action on the matter of his proposing for Nanda?" The Duchess's assent was noble. "You can make him propose you can make, I mean, a sure thing of it. You can doter the bride."
"But it's all right." Mr. Longdon gave a headshake that was both sad and sharp. "It's all wrong. But YOU'RE all right!" he added in a different tone as he walked hastily away. Nanda Brookenham, for a fortnight after Mr. Longdon's return, had found much to think of; but the bustle of business became, visibly for us, particularly great with her on a certain Friday afternoon in June.
Kansa is greatly shaken and orders all male children to be killed, but releases Vasudeva and Devaki. Meanwhile Nanda, the rich herdsman, is celebrating the birth. Pandits and astrologers are sent for, the child's horoscope is cast and his destiny foretold. He will be a second deity like Brahma himself.
Longdon turned half-round as to reply to this, but instead of replying proceeded afresh to an examination of the expressive oval in the red plush frame. He took up little Aggie, who appeared to interest him, and abruptly observed: "Nanda isn't so pretty." "No, not nearly. There's a great question whether Nanda's pretty at all." Mr.
It was as if each of the men had waited for the other to assent better than he himself could and Mitchy then, as Vanderbank failed, had gracefully, to cover him, changed the subject. "But isn't Nanda, the person most interested, to know?" Vanderbank gave on this a strange sound of hilarity. "Ah that would finish it off!"
But we shan't be very much tried," Nanda said, "because what it comes to seems to be that I'm really what you may call adopting HIM. I mean I'm little by little changing him gradually showing him that, as I couldn't possibly have been different, and as also of course one can't keep giving up, the only way is for him not to mind, and to take me just as I am.
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