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"Well, do you call that neglecting them?" "Mrs. Vervain, Mrs. Vervain! What a mind you have! Is there anything else you want? Me to go with you, for example?" "We don't insist. You can take us to the window and leave us, if you like." "This clemency is indeed unexpected," replied Ferris. "I'm really quite unworthy of it." He was going on with the badinage customary between Mrs.
According to one writer, the weasel uses vervain as a preservative against snake-bites, and this idea of its effect might easily have been extended to include death. Even so great an authority as Aristotle mentions that the weasel understood the potent effects of certain herbs.
"But I know; it's one of your jokes." "You overpraise me, Mrs. Vervain. If I could make such jokes as that priest was, I should set up for a humorist at once. He had the touch of pathos that they say all true pieces of humor ought to have," he went on instinctively addressing himself to Miss Vervain, who did not repulse him. "He made me melancholy; and his face haunts me.
In Brittany, vervain is popularly termed the "herb of the cross," and when gathered with a certain formula is efficacious in curing wounds. In legendary lore, much uncertainty exists as to the tree on which Judas hanged himself.
"I bought them in ignorance, but I understand now what they were meant for by nature;" and in fact the hyacinths, with their smooth textures and their pure colors, harmonized well with Miss Vervain, as she bent her face over them and inhaled their full, rich perfume. "I will put them in water," she said, "if you'll excuse me a moment. Mother will be down directly."
Their look was sure death, but they could be poisoned by a draught compounded of agrimony, dill and vervain. This must be prepared beforehand and left in a bason where the cockatrice when hatched would find and drink of it. When all were dead they were to be brayed in a mortar with other necessary ingredients.
The painter appeared on the balcony in the linen blouse which he wore at his work, and looked down with a frown on the smiling face of Mrs. Vervain for a moment without speaking. Then, "I'll come," he said gloomily. "Come with me, then," returned Mrs. Vervain, "I shall have to keep you waiting." "I don't mind that. You'll be ready in five minutes."
I hope you have your consolation, Miss Vervain." It maddened him to see her so little moved, and he meant to make her share his remorse. "Did he blame me for anything?" she asked. "No!" said Ferris, with a bitter laugh, "he praised you." "I am glad of that," returned Florida, "for I have thought it all over many times, and I know that I was not to blame, though at first I blamed myself.
He felt how pleasant it had been to find them together; with a vain, piercing regret he felt how much like home the place had been to him. Mrs. Vervain, indeed, was not changed; she was even more than ever herself, though all that she said imported change. She seemed to observe nothing unwonted in him, and she began to talk in her way of things that she could not know were so near his heart.
All young men like a house in which no ado is made about their coming and going, and Mrs. Vervain perfectly understood the art of letting him make himself at home.
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