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He had not been prepared to find Deena installed as hostess, and her manner of greeting him and presiding at the lunch table was so assured, so different from the timid hospitality she was wont to offer under Simeon's roof, that her whole personality seemed changed. She more than ever satisfied his admiring affection, but she was so unlike the Mrs.
Ponsonby into their schemes it was a different matter. Simeon would disapprove, he knew, and as her adviser in Simeon's absence, he felt it his duty to tell her to stay at home with her parents till her husband returned.
"You can't afford to be indefinite about Simeon's sorrows, doctor, for they made him what he is. I find these believers all start in about the same way. Simeon's wife and two daughters were lost in the English Channel. Simeon became a believer the following Monday or maybe it was Tuesday." "I recall the story of his life now. It was all very tragic. I wonder he didn't become a maniac."
"On the contrary, every reason why you should; but I feared some mistaken idea about expense or Simeon's approbation might interfere with your taking a holiday, which you will enjoy as much as he enjoys digging up roots in Patagonia."
As for Simeon, he kept looking at me as if I was his long-lost brother. Ah, there comes our precious minister.... Look here, Mr. Gabriel, I'll have the law on you. Simeon's no brother of mine The sudden appearance of Simeon through the other swing-door cut the speaker short. 'Good Shabbos, said the shameless sinner. 'Ah, Mr. Gabriel, that was a very fine sermon. He stroked his beard.
He wondered what the Emporium would do to keep up with the Exchange. But in the Emporium window there was nothing save the usual mill-end display for the winter white goods sale. Ebenezer opened the store door and put his head in. "Hey," he shouted at Abel, back at the desk, "can't you keep up with Simeon's window?"
Colney was caught away from his private manufactory of acids by hearing Simeon Fenellan relate to Victor some of the recent occurrences at Brighton. Simeon's tone was unsatisfying; Colney would have the word; he was like steel on the grindstone for such a theme of our national grotesque-sublime. 'That Demerara Supple-jack, Victor!
She felt an emotion she could not believe pure, unalloyed joy! But in a second she understood better; it was joy, of course, but joy at Simeon's good luck. "Could he get leave of absence right in the beginning of the term?" she asked, breathlessly.
At the best he would be over half an hour late, and it was quite probable that he would be too late altogether. He pictured the other people waiting, waiting for him anxiously, as minute after minute passed, until the fatal hour struck. The whole affair was unthinkable. Simeon's fault, of course.
What a pleasant luncheon it was, in spite of the lurking dread. Deena was wearing the old blue dress he had recommended to her the night before. It could not be from coquetry she was above coquetry but perhaps she had put it on to recall associations; to remind him of the close bonds of friendship that existed between them in those pleasant autumn days that followed Simeon's departure.
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