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"I've a bed of breeders that will be worth looking at next time you come home," said he. Leena walked far over the pastures with Peter Paul. She was very fond of him, and she had a woman's perception that they would miss him more than he could miss them. "I am very sorry you could not settle down with us," she said, and her eyes brimmed over. Peter Paul kissed the tears tenderly from her cheeks.
The moment he saw me he made his way across to me. "The very man I wanted to see," he said. "Did I take Hallyard with me in the cart to Richmond this afternoon?" "You did," I replied. "So Leena says," he answered, greatly bewildered, "but I'll swear he wasn't there when we got to the Queen's Hotel." "It's all right," I said, "you dropped him at Putney." "Dropped him at Putney!" he repeated.
"But I am afraid you do not care for young ladies?" said she. Peter Paul got red "Vrow Schmidt's niece is a very nice young lady," said he. He was not thinking of Vrow Schmidt's niece, he was thinking of something else something for which he would have liked a little sympathy; but he doubted whether Leena could give it to him.
"And it is funny that you should say so," said Leena, smiling through her tears; "for when we were children you were never happy except in thinking of when you should be a man." "And there sit your children, just where we used to play," said Peter Paul. "They are blowing dandelion clocks," said Leena, and she called them. "Come and bid Uncle Peter good-bye." He kissed them both.
He wore flannel, red flannel too, which has virtues of its own. Leena was more anxious than ever that he should marry Vrow Schmidt's niece, and be taken good care of. But it was not to be: Peter Paul went back to his ship and into the wide world again. Uncle Jacob would have given him an off-set of his new tulip a real novelty, and named if he had had any place to plant it in.
Indeed, to cure heartache is Godfather Time's business, and even he is not invariably successful. It was probably a sharp twinge that made Peter Paul say, "Have you never wondered that when one's life is so very short, one can manage to get so much pain into it?" Leena dropped her work and looked up. "You don't say so?" said she. "Dear Brother, is it rheumatism?
I know not what passes in the sacred courts; but here below Neamede, Phila, Lais, Gnathene, the witty Phryne, the despair of the pencil of Apelles, and the chisel of Praxiteles, Leëna, beloved of Harmodias, the two sisters named Aphyes, because they were small and had large eyes, Dorica, the fillet of whose locks and embalmed robe were consecrated in the temple of Venus, all these enchantresses knew only the perfumes of Arabia.
"Well, what o'clock is it?" said he. The boy gave one mighty puff and dispersed his fairy clock at a breath. "One o'clock," he cried stoutly. "One, two, three, four o'clock," said the girl. And they went back to their play. And Leena stood by them, with Mother's old sun-hat on her young head, and watched Peter Paul's figure over the flat pastures till it was an indistinguishable speck.
Then little things get done at the right time, which is everything in farming. "Peter Paul puzzles too much," said his mother, "and that is your fault, Jacob, for giving him a great name. But while he's thinking, Daisy misses her mash and the hens lay away. He'll never make a farmer. Indeed, for that matter, men never farm like women, and Leena will take to it after me. She knows all my ways."
But when he took tea with Vrow Schmidt and her daughters, and supper-time would not come, Peter Paul thought of the penance of the Wandering Jew, and felt very sorry for him. The sisters would have been glad if Peter Paul would have given up the sea and settled down with them. Leena had a plan of her own for it. She wanted him to marry Vrow Schmidt's niece, who had a farm.
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