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"I'll win without playing baby, or I won't win at all!" the Corner House girl promised herself. "If she can win after cheating, let her!" And it looked at the moment as though Trix had the better chance. She drew ahead and was evidently putting forth all her strength to keep the lead. Right ahead was the spot where the broken ice covered the course.
"With pleasure!" gallantly assented Death, starting off promptly and zealously to execute her commands. Sybil seated herself beside the young girl on the sofa, and laying her hand upon her shoulder, whispered: "Trix." "There!" exclaimed the girl, starting. "Every one knows me, even you." "Well, everybody knows me also, even you," said Sybil. "It is very provoking." "Very."
Now, she could not help yearning over this faulty, well-beloved scapegrace Tom, or help thinking, with a little thrill of hope, "If Trix only cared for his money, she may cast him off now he 's lost it; but I 'll love him all the better because he 's poor."
Trix answered with a despondent sigh, "he's a baronet, and these English people go so much for birth and blood. Now you know we've neither. It's all very well for pa to name Charley after a prince, and spell Stuart, with a u instead of an ew, like everybody else, and say he's descended from the royal family of Scotland there's something more wanted than that.
"Yes, I should I certainly should; so be careful what you say!" cried Ruth hastily. Then, as if eager to change the subject "Here is James coming out with the afternoon letters. I hope there is one from home. It seems ages since we heard!" "Trix! For me. How lovely!
Poor people always complain that the winter is a hard one, and never are satisfied," remarked Miss Perkins, making her diamonds sparkle as she sewed buttons on the wrong side of a pink calico apron, which would hardly survive one washing. "Nobody can ask me to do any more, if they remember all I 've got to attend to before summer," said Trix, with an important air.
Yes, and I 'll take her two or three clusters of my daphne, it 's so sweet." Up got Polly, and taking her little posy, trotted away to the Shaws', determined to be happy and contented in spite of Trix and hard work.
Trix was tall and lanky; she had grey eyes, set far apart, a retrousse nose, dotted over with quite a surprising number of freckles, and an untidy shock of light-brown hair. In years to come it was possible that she might develop into a pretty girl; at the present moment she despised appearances, and certainly failed to make the best of her good points.
I think, however, that Lady Queenborough must have spoken again, for when Jack did come to tennis, Trix treated him with the most freezing civility and a hardly disguised disdain, and devoted herself to Lord Newhaven with as much assiduity as her mother could wish.
We were engaged before I left England, three years ago. He wanted to marry me then, foolish fellow!" says Trix with shining eyes, "but of course, we none of us would listen to so preposterous a thing. He had only his pay and his debts, and his expectations from a fairy godmother or grandmother, who wouldn't die.
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