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Updated: June 19, 2025
"Eudora is a dear, but she is very silent with regard to her own affairs." "She ought to be," said Sophia, with her married authority. She was, to her sisters, as one who had passed within the shrine and was dignifiedly silent with regard to its intimate mysteries. "I suppose so," assented Anna, with a soft sigh. Amelia sighed also. Then she took the tea-tray out of the room.
Eudora, after she had finished her tea, leaned back gracefully in her chair, and her dark eyes gleamed with its mild stimulus. She remained an hour or more. When she went out, Amelia slipped an envelope into her hand and at the same time embraced and kissed her. Sophia and Anna followed her example. Eudora opened her mouth as if to speak, but smiled instead, a fond, proud smile.
Nature and imagination were her friends, and in their realms she found her home. Enjoying an ample income, engaged constantly in the most ennobling literary pursuits, rejoicing in the society of her husband and her little Eudora, and superintending her domestic concerns with an ease and skill which made that superintendence a pleasure, time flew upon its swiftest wings.
It sounded like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together, to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him."
Still, I cannot allow you to remain deceived." "Well, what is it, dear?" Eudora looked at him. "You remember that afternoon when you met me with the baby-carriage?" "Well, I should think so. My memory has not failed me in three days." "You thought I had a baby in that carriage." "Of course I did." "There wasn't a baby in the carriage." "Well, what on earth was it, then? A cat?"
You, who have neither wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?" "It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for Philaemon," replied Eudora; "but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him to consult our wishes.
To the end of her life she never forgot that first meeting—the perfect confidence with which she followed Eudora to the open room, the ensuing blank amazement, the utter inability to reconcile the Mrs. Yellett of the letter with the Mrs. Yellett of fact. The lamp on the table, burning feebly, seemed to burst into a thousand shooting-stars as the girl struggled with her tears.
At this Eudora gave him the wealth of her eyes, and her mother reached across two of the glowering suitors and dropped a hot flapjack on his plate. "Who sez that she air likely to yield a million any day?" inquired Ben Swift, openly flouting such prophecy. "Yes, who sez it?" inquired Hawks and Taylor, joining forces for the overthrow of the common enemy.
"Anyway, the Lawtons turned gray young." "She won't think of that at all," said Sophia. "I wonder why Eudora always avoided him so, years ago," said Amelia. "Why doesn't a girl in a field of daisies stop to pick one, which she never forgets?" said Sophia.
The very next day, as Eudora walked round the terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to retire before their presence, on pain of death.
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