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Updated: June 23, 2025
"It is very pleasant to have you here," she said dreamily. "It is very heavenly to be here," he said. "How generous you are to give us so much of your time!" murmured Drusilla. "I think so, too," said Flavilla, washing a badger brush. "And I am becoming almost as fond of you as Drusilla is." "Don't you like him as well as I do?" asked Drusilla.
"But you did?" "Y-yes " "That will do! Flavilla! Drusilla! You are excused," dismissing the two guiltless triplets with a wave of the terrible eyeglass; and when they had faced to the rear and retired in good order, closing the door behind them, he regarded his delinquent daughter in wrathy and rubicund dismay. "What did you see in that laboratory?" he demanded.
Carr, with the calm of deadly fury, "so he goes to Cooper's Bluff with you when I'm away, does he?" Flavilla said: "He doesn't exactly go with us; but he usually comes there to sketch. He makes sketches for his newspaper." "Does he?" asked her father, grinding his teeth. "Yes," said Drusilla; "and he sketches so beautifully.
"I'll make a carry," thought Flavilla, beaching her canoe. Then, looking around her at the lonely stretch of sand flanked by woods, she realized at once that she need seek no farther for seclusion. First of all, she dragged the canoe into the woods, then rapidly undressed and drew on the mermaid's scaly suit, which fitted her to the throat as beautifully as her own skin.
"It was not at all an offensive caricature, you know really it was not a caricature at all it was you just the way you stand and look at people when you are slightly annoyed " "Oh, he is so clever," chimed in Flavilla, "and is so perfectly well-bred and so delightful to us to Drusilla particularly.
He therefore paid his civilities to Flavilla, the only daughter of a wealthy shopkeeper, who not being accustomed to amorous blandishments, or respectful addresses, was delighted with the novelty of love, and easily suffered him to conduct her to the play, and to meet her where she visited.
She flung up both arms joyously, then laughed aloud: "Oh, the wonder of it! It is too perfect, too beautiful! You really love me? Do you? Are you sure?" "Yes.... Will you try to love me?" "Well, you know that sirens don't care for people.... I've already been engaged two or three times.... I don't mind being engaged to you." "Couldn't you care for me, Flavilla?" "Why, yes.
"And I thought you didn't want to marry the man you ought to marry." "That is true." "Then you certainly ought not to marry me but, will you?" "How can I when I don't love you." "You don't love me because you ought not to on such brief acquaintance.... But will you love me, Flavilla?"
At last my uncle died, and considering himself as neglected by me, from the time that Flavilla took possession of my heart, left his estate to my younger brother, who was always hovering about his bed, and relating stories of my pranks and extravagance, my contempt of the commercial dialect, and my impatience to be selling stock.
This was natural, he told himself; Bowman in a way was the past all that he, Doret, had put out of his life. At least he had believed that accomplished, yet here it was back again, alive and threatening; drinking beer in his rooms, whispering to his wife, putting the thought of Flavilla from his head. In the morning even Bella admitted that Flavilla might be sick and a doctor necessary.
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