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Stamwell said, "Well, I shall take another cup of coffee, at any rate," and her hardihood raised another laugh. "That always seems to me the most pitiful thing in the whole Bible," said Alice, from her place. "To see the right so clearly, and not to be strong enough to do it." "My dear, it happens every day," said Mrs. Brinkley. "I always felt sorry for that poor fellow, too," said Mavering.
Stamwell, "that she would believe a little in heredity if she noticed that in her daughter;" and the ladies laughed again. "Then," Mrs. Brinkley resumed concerning Alice, "she has a very pretty face an extremely pretty face; she has a tender voice, and she's very, very graceful in rather an odd way; perhaps it's only a fascinating awkwardness.
"You might ask Miss Anderson," said Mrs. Brinkley. "Oh, do you think they tell her?" "Not that exactly," said Mrs. Brinkley, shaking with good-humoured pleasure in her joke. "Her voice oh yes. She and Alice are great friends, of course." "I should think," said Mrs. Stamwell, the second speaker, "that Mr. Mavering would be jealous sometimes till he looked twice."
Stamwell had not only gone to this extreme, but had tied a lightly fluttering handkerchief round her hair. She said she should certainly not put on that heavy thing again till she got in sight of civilisation. At these words Miss Cotton boldly drew off her gloves, and put them in her pocket.
Between the two opinions Miss Cotton wavered with a sentimental attraction to either. "What do you really think?" she asked Mrs. Brinkley, arriving from lunch at the corner of the piazza where the group was seated. "Oh, what does it matter, at their age?" she demanded. "But they're just of the age when it does happen to matter," suggested Mrs. Stamwell. "Yes," said Mrs.
If that serious girl could only know the silly things that that amiable simpleton is taken with in her, she'd " "Never speak to him again?" suggested Miss Cotton. "No, I don't say that. But she would think twice before marrying him." "And then do it," said Mrs. Stamwell pensively, with eyes that seemed looking far into the past. "Yes, and quite right to do it," said Mrs. Brinkley.
Pasmer, with a serious glance at her daughter's feet. "Well, never mind," she added. "It doesn't matter if you do spoil them." "Really," cried Mrs Brinkley, casting her sandals from her, "I will not be enslaved to rubbers in such a sylvan scene as this, at any rate." "Look at Mrs. Stamwell!" said Miss Cotton. "She's actually taken her hat off." Mrs.
"Do you really think so?" asked Miss Cotton, only partially credulous of Mrs. Brinkley's irony. "Yes, it does seem out of all reason," admitted Mrs. Stamwell. "Of course it is," said Mrs. Brinkley. "If she has rejected him, she's done a very safe thing. Nobody should be allowed to marry before fifty. Then, if people married, it would be because they knew that they loved each other."
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