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And that sounds horridly snobbish, I know; I am a snob about Eileen, but not about myself because it doesn't harm me to make round wonder-eyes at a Herr Professor or gaze intensely into the eyes of an artist when he's ornamental; it doesn't make my hair come down over my ears to do that sort of thing, and it doesn't corrupt me into slinking off to museum lectures or spending mornings prowling about the Society Library or the Chinese jades in the Metropolitan "
Now, of course, his recollection became clear. He remembered a mite of a girl in short frocks, wonder-eyes, and candy-smudged lips. How they grew, these youngsters! He went into the house, still whistling. Jove ran out into the kitchen to see if by some possible miracle there was another piece of steak in his grub-pan. A dog's eyes are always close to his stomach.
It had come like a cataclysm how could they, young and inexperienced as they had been, deal with the situation justly? Suppose now she stood before him, wonder-eyes raised, seeking his soul's truth; hands resting in his until he should speak. Would he speak again those two crude, fatal words? Would she drop her hands letting his soul sink, by so doing, into the blackness which had engulfed it?
Three temptations he met on those dark dunes that lay gray and dismal before the wonder-eyes of the child: the temptation of Hate, that stood out against the red dawn; the temptation of Despair, that darkened noonday; and the temptation of Doubt, that ever steals along with twilight. Above all, you must hear of the vales he crossed, the Valley of Humiliation and the Valley of the Shadow of Death.
O Loskiel stealer of hearts, if you could only know how often on my knees I am before you how truly I adore, how humbly, scarcely daring to believe my heart that tells me such a tale of magic and enchantment after these barren, loveless years. Mark! Yonder stands the Grey-Feather! Is that his post?" "Wonder-eyes, I see him not! Wait aye, you are right. And he is at his post.
"It feels just as if we were tourists," replied Gerda, straightening her hat and nestling close to Karen. Karen dimpled and smiled. "I don't see your wonder-eyes, such as tourists always have," she said. "That is because we have been to Rättvik so many times that we know every house and tree and rail-fence along the way," answered Birger.
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