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"Ah suppose you awe going to be a great awtust?" she said, in friendly banter, when Alma owned to having done the things. "Ah've a great notion to take a few lessons mahself. Who's yo' teachah?" Alma said she was drawing in Mr. Wetmore's class, and Miss Woodburn said: "Well, it's just beautiful, Miss Leighton; it's grand. Ah suppose it's raght expensive, now?
He either forgot the time, or, what is more probable, he deliberately put off coming so as to give himself a little momentary importance by arriving late. I don't wish to be hard upon him, but that is the truth." "No, no," said the hostess in the applause which recognized Wetmore's mischievous intent. "I'll not believe anything of the kind."
Horn was afraid, she said, that Mr. Wetmore's terrible sincerity discouraged Margaret; he would not let her have any illusions about the outcome of what she was doing; and did not Mr. Beaton think that some illusion was necessary with young people? Of course, it was very nice of Mr. Wetmore to be so honest, but it did not always seem to be the wisest thing. She begged Mr.
I'm sorry it's no use, she wishes it so much; but I'm not sorry otherwise. You can find the pleasure at least of doing good work in it; but I couldn't find anything in it but a barren amusement. Mr. Wetmore is right; for me, it's like enjoying an opera, or a ball." "That's one of Wetmore's phrases. He'd sacrifice anything to them." She put aside the whole subject with a look. "You were not at Mr.
"Ah!" said Wetmore, stirring his tea, "has Beaton got a natural-gas man?" "My natural-gas man," said Beaton, ignoring Wetmore's question, "doesn't know how to live in his palace yet, and I doubt if he has any caste feeling. I fancy his family believe themselves victims of it. They say one of the young ladies does that she never saw such an unsociable place as New York; nobody calls."
I'm sorry it's no use, she wishes it so much; but I'm not sorry otherwise. You can find the pleasure at least of doing good work in it; but I couldn't find anything in it but a barren amusement. Mr. Wetmore is right; for me, it's like enjoying an opera, or a ball." "That's one of Wetmore's phrases. He'd sacrifice anything to them." She put aside the whole subject with a look. "You were not at Mr.
You may not have noticed his attentions, and I don't say you did, but others certainly did; and I must say that I didn't expect he would drop us so." "Drop us!" cried Alma, in a fury. "Oh!" "Yes, drop us, Alma. He must know where we are. Of course, Mr. Wetmore's spoken to him about you, and it's a shame that he hasn't been near us.
You may not have noticed his attentions, and I don't say you did, but others certainly did; and I must say that I didn't expect he would drop us so." "Drop us!" cried Alma, in a fury. "Oh!" "Yes, drop us, Alma. He must know where we are. Of course, Mr. Wetmore's spoken to him about you, and it's a shame that he hasn't been near us.
He went away with vanity flattered by the sense of having been appealed to concerning Margaret, and then he began to chafe at what she had said of Wetmore's honesty, apropos of her wish that he still had a class himself. Did she mean, confound her? that he was insincere, and would let Miss Vance suppose she had more talent than she really had?
"And has Mr. Beaton been about, yet?" asked her mother. "No," said the girl, with her back still turned; and she added, "I believe he's in New York; Mr. Wetmore's seen him." "It's a little strange he doesn't call." "It would be if he were not an artist. But artists never do anything like other people.
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