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There was no longer any necessity for such headlong speed he could go on slowly now the goal was near, and would not fly as he approached. Verty drew near the house, which was a tall, wooden structure, embowered in trees, and carefully reconnoitered with true huntsman-like precision. He thought that the place looked like the residence of Redbud it was so bright, and sunny, and cheerful.
I think you ought to; indeed I do." "Well, I will," Verty said; "and I know when ma mere understands that I am not happy as long as she does not tell me everything, she will speak to me." "I think so, too," said Redbud; "and now, Verty, there is one thing more trust in God, you know, is everything. He will do all for the best."
"You know she is so beautiful and good she's the best and dearest girl that ever lived, and I was so happy before she treated me coldly this morning! I'll never be happy any more!" "Cannot you banish her false image?" "False! she's as true as the stars! Oh, Redbud is not false! she is too good and kind!" Miss Sallianna shook her head. "You have too high an opinion of the sex at large, I fear, Mr.
Observe how the syllogism comes out?" "Fine logician!" "Lovely damsel!" "Mr. College-Graduate!" "Miss School-Girl!" "School-girl!" "College-graduate!" And after this exchange of compliments, the parties walked on, mutually pleased with each other. Redbud and Verty followed them, and they soon arrived at the old orchard.
There is a man who comes there to see Miss Sallianna, and Redbud most dies laughing at him I mean, I suppose she does. His name is Mr. Jinks." "What! the great Jinks? the soldier, the fop, the coxcomb and swaggerer!" laughed the Squire. Verty nodded. "That's the very man, sir," he said, "and I saw him to-day. I came back, and found Mr. Rushton wanted to be quiet, and Mr.
The Apple Orchard carriage, containing the solemn Miss Lavinia, very soon arrived at the abode of old Scowley, as our friend Verty was accustomed to call the respectable preceptress of Miss Redbud; and Miss Lavinia descended and entered with solemn dignity. Miss Sallianna and herself exchanged elaborate curtseys, and Miss Lavinia sailed into the pleasant sylvan parlor and took her seat reverely.
"You laugh." "Can't help it. The idea of your thinking Verty your rival in the affections of Miss Sallianna! Jinks, my boy, you are blinded with love open your eyes, and don't think you can see while they are closed. I tell you, Verty is in love with Redbud I know it, sir. Or, if he is not with Redbud, it's Fanny.
"But I can't keep still, and watch and listen, and spy out about anybody I love so much as Redbud for I'm certain now that I love her. Oh, no! I must trust her trust her in everything! Why should I not?
And Verty blushes slightly, looking at Miss Lavinia and Redbud. "Come, speak out!" laughs the Squire. "He advises you " "Not to get married." And Verty blushes. We need not say that the wicked old Squire greets this reply of Verty with a laugh sufficient to shake the windows. "Not to get married!" he cries. "Yes, sir," Verty replies, blushing ingenuously. "And you like Mr.
I will not kill you. I will take you home and cure your wing, and then, if ever I again see Redbud, I will give you to her, my pretty bird." Poor Verty sighed, and his eyes drooped as he thought of the girl. Suddenly, however, a small scroll of yellow paper encircling the pigeon's neck, and concealed before by the ruffled plumage, caught his eye.
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