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The door closes behind him; Trix flings down her book and bursts forth: "Of all the heartless, cold-blooded animals it has ever been my good fortune to meet, commend me to Edith Darrell!" The dark eyes unclose and look up at her. "My dear Trix! what's the matter with you now? What new enormity have I committed?"
But I didn't expect it I didn't think ingratitude was one among your failings. I was a fool!" cried Trix, with a burst. "I always was a fool and always will be. But I'll be fooled by you no longer. Stay here, Miss Darrell, and when we say good-by day after to-morrow, it shall be good-by forever."
I do not wish to be uncharitable least of all to a charming young lady -but my opinion is that Miss Trix did not wish to set the curate altogether adrift.
Is it worth while, for a man you have decided we neither of us care for we who have been like sisters so long?" "Like sisters!" Trix repeated bitterly. "Edith, I wonder if you are not scheming and deceitful!" "Beatrix!" "Oh, you needn't 'Beatrix' me! I mean it. I believe there has been double dealing in this. He paid attention to me before you ever came to New York.
Then my Western home will be ready by that time, and we go back immediately. My mother goes with me, I need hardly say." Still so absolutely wrapped up in her thoughts of him, so utterly forgetful of Trix, that she does not understand. Our wedding he means his own and Nellie Seton's of course. His Western home, the home where she will reign as his wife.
You didn't get it, by the way. Permit me to inform you, in my professional capacity, that we have a very chaste and elegant assortment of the article always in stock. Trix, where's your manners? Here's Nellie hovering aloof in the background, waiting to be introduced. Allow me to be master of the ceremonies Lady Catheron, Miss Nellie Seton."
With Sir Victor, as Trixy explained it, she was "goody" and talked sense. Mr. Stuart went back to the ball, and, I regret to say, made himself obnoxious to old Featherbrain, by the marked empressement of his devotion to old Featherbrain's wife. Edith listened to the narration next day from the lips of Trix with surprise and disgust.
Edith has not gone, she is still in New York, but her passage is taken, and she will leave next week. "And Charley," says Trix, "don't be angry now, but do you know, though Edith Darrell always liked you, I fancy Lady Catheron likes you even better. Not that she ever says anything; bless you! she is as proud as ever; but we women can tell.
I do not know what Newhaven thinks now, but I sometimes doubt whether he would not have been wiser to shake off the detaining hand, and pursue his lonely way, first into the house, and ultimately to his aunt's. He stopped dead. "I I was obliged to give him an an opportunity," said Miss Trix, having the grace to stumble a little in her speech. "And and it's all your fault."
There 's altogether too much fuss made about charity. I do wish we could be left in peace." "There can't be too much charity!" burst out Polly, forgetting her shyness all at once. "Oh, indeed! Well, I take the liberty to differ from you," returned Trix, putting up her glass, and bestowing upon Polly her most "toploftical stare," as the girls called it.
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