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So Eunice Maitland herself led the way to table with Nathan Pettijohn close beside her, and, since there were no chairs to sit upon, took her stand at the end, and, bowing her graceful old head, gave silent thanks to the Giver of a feast so glorious as this had proved.
But on the way to the triclinium at the entrance to the corridor assigned to servants, he saw unexpectedly the slender form of Eunice standing, among other slaves, at the wall; and forgetting that he had given Tiresias no order beyond flogging her, he wrinkled his brow again, and looked around for the atriensis. Not seeing him among the servants, he turned to Eunice.
Cousin Eunice dropped her veil with a quick hand, and moved off with a stately step, but not in time to lose young Bayley's drawl: "'Pon me word it's the most extraordinary thing. Phronsie, come here, and tell us what 'twas like." But Phronsie stood quite still as if she had not heard.
Chatterton, startled out of her elegance, and not pausing to adjust the glass, but using her two good eyes to the best advantage. "Hoity-toity! So you are back again!" exclaimed Mr. King by way of welcome. "Well, and if I may ask, what brought you now, Eunice?" Mrs. Chatterton gathered herself up and smiled in a superior way. "Never mind my reasons, Cousin Horatio.
The weather is gusty and dreary, and till this morning I had hardly set foot outside the door since you left. Please do tell me when I am to come. Very affectionately yours, EUNICE. 'JOHN STREET, October 25, 1864. 'MY DEAR HUSBAND, Why don't you write? Do you hate me? I have not had the heart to do anything this last week. That I, your wife, should be in this strait, and my husband well to do!
I don't want to sign just plain Edna Somers to your piece." "I'm sure I don't want you to," said Edna, with sudden energy. "I just hate my name. I wish mamma hadn't named me till I could choose for myself." "What a good idea!" said Eunice, admiringly. "I never thought of that. What name would you choose?" "Hildegarde Genevieve," answered Edna, promptly. "Those are my favourite names.
Was it not better to read poetry in his splendid library, look at vases and statues, or hold to his breast the divine body of Eunice, twining her golden hair through his fingers, and inclining his lips to her coral mouth? Hence he said, "I advise the journey to Achæa." "Ah!" answered Nero, "I looked for something more from thee. The Senate hates me.
Don't you dare make love to me! "And don't you dare say 'dare' to me! I dare all " Ferdinand's entrance cut short this dialogue, and Eunice and Hendricks went into the other room. Almost immediately a visitor was announced,, and Hanlon came in. "Why, Mr. Hanlon," Eunice said, greeting him cordially, "I'm glad to see you again." "So am I," cried Aunt Abby, hastening to welcome the newcomer.
"Well, then, which side do they favor as being for the good of the club?" "Ask Sanford." "Oh if you don't want to tell me." Eunice looked provokingly pretty and her piquant face showed a petulant expression as she turned it to Hendricks. "Smile on me again and I'll tell you anything you want to know: if I know it myself."
"Now you're talking sense, Dan!" "Well, what are you going to say when you get home, Eunice? Come!" "That we had better make the best of it." "And what else?" "That you're hopelessly infatuated; and that she will twist you round her finger." "Well?" "But that you've had your own way so much, it will do you good to have somebody else's a while."
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