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They briefly dispatched the facts relating to Miss Mayhew's voyage, and her journey to Genoa, and came as quickly as they could to all those things which Mrs. Elmore was thirsting to learn about the town and its people. "Is it much changed? I suppose it is," she sighed. "The war changes everything." "Oh, you don't notice the war much," said Miss Mayhew. "But Patmos is gay, perfectly delightful.
Mayhew's personal observation would lead us to think the good father has exaggerated, he concludes as follows: "We must not overlook the fact that the Irish emigration to England and Scotland produces in many individual cases results which cannot be too deeply deplored.
Mayhew's strongest impulse to make a good impression, and she behaved beautifully. Something in Ida's manner puzzled her father, but she smiled so reassuringly that he gave himself up to the quiet enjoyment of the situation that was so natural and yet so novel.
There's a scheme, too, to ruin Jack Benson but that's only a part of the bigger plot to discredit our company's boats with the Navy, sir." An expression of wonder crept into Mr. Mayhew's face. Then he looked thoughtful. "I'll see if I can hit upon a tactful way of questioning Truax," replied the naval officer, after a while. "And now, Mr. Benson, since you and Mr.
Mayhew's pets were like spells of bad weather and would run their course. She only looked more gloomy and injured than ever as she replied: "It's all very well to talk. Mr. Mayhew must be encouraged and coaxed to do what any man ought to do. I might have enjoyed a ride this evening as well as your father." "You said it was too warm to go out after dinner."
The only intense bit of colour in the picture was the violet blue of Elsie Mayhew's eyes eyes that looked into you and through you to some dream-world unsullied by the disconcerting realities of life, which seemed only awaiting the given moment to rush in and dispel the dream. For, as the sky gave promise of fuller light, so did the girl's spirit seem hovering on the verge of fuller knowledge.
I gave her a News-Letter about the Thanksgiving; Proposals, for sake of the Verses for David Jeffries. She tells me Dr. Increase Mather visited her this day, in Mr. Hutchinson's Coach. October 11. I writ a few Lines to Madam Winthrop to this purpose: "Madam, These wait on you with Mr. Mayhew's Sermon, and Account of the state of the Indians on Martha's Vinyard.
He smiled, but did not answer at once; and suddenly she lifted her head, her face all animation. "Look here, I have a notion an inspired notion. Why should not you two get Colonel Mayhew's permission to go off on a week's shooting trip beyond Chumba. Ten days if you like. Theo would love it. You would come back to your writing like a giant refreshed.
"What IS preying upon Miss Mayhew's mind?" she queried with increasing frequency. Her experience as a teacher of young girls made her quick to detect the presence of those dangerous thoughts which beset the entrance on mature womanhood.
Even Miss Mayhew's egotism could find no fault with so reasonable an explanation, and she went pouting up the stairway in anything but a complacent mood. Stanton stepped out upon the piazza to greet his friend, saying: "Why, Van, it is an unexpected pleasure to find you here." "I was equally and quite as agreeably surprised to see you drive to the door.
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