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"Then," she replied, touching his coat sleeve, "I must say that I don't like it. I hate it. I think it's everything that is most abominable." The board was one pride of his heart, and Zora was another. He looked at them both alternately in a piteous, crestfallen way. "But why?" he asked. Zora's eyes filled with tears. She saw that her lack of appreciation had hurt him to the heart.
When such a mood overcame her mistress, Turner railed at the upsetting quality of foreign food, and presented bicarbonate of soda. She arrived by a different path at the unsatisfactory nature of the obvious. Sometimes, too, the pleasant acquaintances of travel were lacking, and loneliness upset the nice balance of Zora's nerves. Then, more than ever, did she pine for the Beyond.
Placing a hand gently upon Zora's shoulder, she pointed out a few odd tasks, and left the girl busily doing them; then she returned to the office, and threw Miss Taylor's complaint into the waste-basket.
"I am there," she returned, with unmistakable simplicity of absolute conviction. The white woman shrank back. Her heart was wrung; she wanted to say more to explain, to ask to help; there came welling to her lips a flood of things that she would know. But Zora's face again was masked. "I must go," she said, before Mary could speak. "Good-bye."
Presently they came across Septimus sitting by the pond. He rose and greeted them. He wore an overcoat buttoned up to the throat and a cloth cap. Zora's quick eyes noted an absence of detail in his attire. "Why, you're not dressed! Oh, you do want a wife to look after you." "I've only just got up," he explained, "and Wiggleswick wanted to do out my bedroom, so I hadn't time to find my studs.
The Princess Hilda is hateful to me: work one of your charms on her, and let me see her face no more." The old fairy pricked up her ears and said to herself, "Ha! ha! I will have nice sport out o' this!" then said aloud, "Say, what harm has the princess done to my rosebud, my lily, my pride?" Zora's eyes flashed. "Prince Reginald has seen her; and to see her is to love her.
She should marry; it would conduce to her moral welfare, and it would be an excellent thing for Septimus. The marriage was therefore made in the unclouded heaven of Zora's mind. She shed all her graciousness over the young couple. Never had Emmy felt herself enwrapped in more sisterly affection. Never had Septimus dreamed of such tender solicitude.
"No five years is not long; it is all too short." "Five years: it is very long; but there is a great deal to learn. Must I study five years?" Mrs. Vanderpool threw back her head. "Zora, I am selfish I know, but five years truly is none too long. Then, too, Zora, we have work to do in that time." "What?" "There is Alwyn's career," and Mrs. Vanderpool looked into Zora's eyes.
Something soft was in his hand. Mechanically he began to stuff it up his sleeve. It was his napkin. Zora's laugh brought him to earth to happy earth.
Not far off sat, watching her, her young cousin Zora, with a frown on her brow. There was bitter hatred in Zora's heart because Hildegarde was rich and she was poor; because Hildegarde would, in time, be a queen, and she one of her subjects.
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