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His eyes followed hers over the sunset spaces. "No, it is too quiet, too monotonous. If there must be scenery, let it have some originality and character. You yourself are very beautiful, I think." Sharlee started, almost violently, and colored perceptibly.
"How do you go about measuring a type? When you speak of a high type, exactly what do you mean?" "When I speak of a high type," said Sharlee, who really did not know exactly what she meant, "I will merely say that I mean a type that is high lofty, you know towering over other types." She flaunted a gloved hand to suggest infinite altitude.
He could do harder things than force himself to sit at a table and put writing upon paper; but over the subtler processes of his mind, which alone yields the rich fruit, no man is master. In an hour he put out his lamp, undressed in the dark, and went to bed. He lay on his back in the blackness, and in all the world he could find nothing to think about but Sharlee Weyland.
Think of having a following of a hundred thousand readers a day! He talked in about this vein till eleven o'clock, and Sharlee listened with sincere admiration. Nevertheless, he left her still troubled by a faint doubt as to how Mr. Queed himself felt about what had been done for his larger good. But when she next saw Queed, only a few days later, this doubt instantly dissolved and vanished.
Again, taking his pencil to make a list of the special advantages Blaines had to offer, he was rather forcibly struck with the fact that it had no special advantages. But upon these and other difficulties, he touched optimistically, as though confident that under the right treatment, namely his treatment, all would soon yield. Sharlee, fired by his gay confidence, mused enthusiastically.
The bill had come out of committee with a six-and-six vote; rumor had it that it would be called up in the House within the week; and it now appeared as though a push of a feather's weight might settle its fate either way. Sharlee and West spoke first of this. She was eagerly interested, and praised him warmly for the interest and valuable help of the Post.
But the figure had reached that point where the paths of partners must diverge for a space, and at this juncture Sharlee whirled away from him. Around and up the room swept the long file of low-cut gowns and pretty faces, and step for step across the floor moved a similar line of swallow-tail and masculinity.
"I don't understand this," he said, in his controlled voice. "What are you talking about?" "Mr. West," said Sharlee, "has told me all about it. About the reformatory. And I'm sorry." There she stuck. Of all the speeches of prostrate yet somehow noble self-flagellation which in the night seasons she had so beautifully polished, not one single word could she now recall.
He was in love with her in 1850," said Sharlee to Queed, and immediately whisked away to tell something else to somebody else. One of the first groups of veterans in the line, heading the Virginia Division, was the popular R.E. Lee Camp of Richmond. All afternoon they trod to the continual accompaniment of cheers.
The child would never have said a word to me." "How simply outrageous!" said the girl, and became silent and thoughtful. "Well, what do you think I'd better do, Sharlee?" "I think you'd better let me waylay him in the hall after supper and tell him that the time has come when he must either pay up or pack up." "My dear! Can you well be as blunt as that?"
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