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The faithfully reproduced atmosphere of Barnesville had almost a literary colour. Occasionally, though not frequently, he encouraged delineation of Jenny and Tom Scott and Thacker and "the boys." He had even inhaled at a distance vague whiffs of Sophronia's waffles. On the morning after the evening spent at Dupont Circle Judge Rutherford frankly buttonholed him in the lobby.
Manlius started as he heard a familiar voice utter his own name, and when the lady now threw back her veil, he beheld in amazement Sophronia's gentle, innocent face, with its mild, calm eyes, divine smile, and the hallowed power of an almost supernatural firmness. "Sophronia!" groaned Manlius, and his drawn sword fell from his hand. Doubt took possession of his heart.
But it was for a brief moment only, for Sophronia's finely-cut lips parted and their owner exclaimed: "Oh, Pierre! What a charming pastoral picture you and the pail, and the lawn as a background! I wish we might always have to get water from our neighbor's, well."
"Carietta's been to see the cops twice," she sobbed; "and I ain't been any." I only gathered from this that Carietta was somehow implicated as being the cause of the infant Sophronia's sufferings. "Now," said I gravely; "tell me what you mean?" "She means the cops!" cried Carietta, her small face distorted with a leer of the most horrid satisfaction, "'Lihu's cops. 'Phrony means the "
Responding to the sentiments, by being very gracious to Mrs Lammle, she gave that lady the means of so improving her opportunity, as that the captivation became reciprocal, though always wearing an appearance of greater sobriety on Bella's part than on the enthusiastic Sophronia's.
Neither, by-the-by, will he apply it to his friend Fledgeby. He thanks Veneering for the feeling manner in which he referred to their common friend Fledgeby, for he holds that gentleman in the highest estimation. Thank you. Again thank you! In his dear Sophronia's name and in his own, thank you! Mrs Lammle has sat quite still, with her eyes cast down upon the table-cloth.
The father turned neither to the Cæsar nor to the courtiers; he gave free course to his tears, burying his face in his dead daughter's winding-sheet. But gradually he seemed to realise that he was weeping alone, and his dim eyes wandered around the apartment with a vague consciousness that there must be some one else here who owed to Sophronia's manes the tribute of tears.
'Oh don't! Miss Podsnap blushingly besought her. 'Please don't! I assure you, Sophronia, that I only praise Alfred, because he is your husband and so fond of you. Sophronia's glance was as if a rather new light broke in upon her. It shaded off into a cool smile, as she said, with her eyes upon her lunch, and her eyebrows raised: 'You are quite wrong, my love, in your guess at my meaning.
How much nobler is the contemplation of beauty heightened by virtue, and commanding our esteem and love, while it draws our observation? 'How faint and spiritless are the charms of a coquette, when compared with the real loveliness of Sophronia's innocence, piety, good-humour, and truth; virtues which add a new softness to her sex, and even beautify her beauty!
So when I bought a railway guide and read over the names of stations within a reasonable distance of New York, Sophronia's interest was excited in exact proportion to the attractiveness of the names themselves. Communipaw she pronounced execrable. Ewenville reminded her of a dreadful psalm tune. Paterson recalled the vulgar question, "Who struck Billy Patterson?" Yonkers sounded Dutch.
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