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I've been gathering the wool from the bushes under which the sheep go, for years and years; ever since you began to save, Sandy. Lily Ivy sold the wool to the darkies and I got Mr. Greeley to change the pennies for bills. It is all mine, every bit!" A mist rose to Sandy's eyes it almost hid that pure flower-like face shining under the dark trees.

The Kashmiri, who had the dainty flower-like sweetness of a Japanese maid, and practically the same code, had lived in his protection before this. After the nursing incident he had married her, with benefit of clergy, and the result had been hell, a living suicide, ostracism.

At first sight of her whom she knew instinctively to be a rival, Katrine was reminded of a golden peony, for the pale-yellow hair, bright hazel eyes shot with yellow light, and thick, creamy skin had given Anne Lennox from early childhood a noticeable and flower-like beauty.

Patty thought this a reference to her dress, but the remark was meant for the child herself, whose flower-like face looked out from a most becoming big hat of plaited blue velvet, and her golden hair fell in a loosely tied bunch of long thick curls.

I retain delightful recollections of the mid-Victorian girl. These maidens, in their airy clouds of white, pink, or green tulle, and their untouched faces, had a deliciously fresh, flower-like look which is wholly lacking in their sisters of to-day.

Last summer her flower-like face would have betrayed her in its changing tints. Now she steadies her voice, though she must answer at random. "He has not quite decided, I think." "It would be a nice little run for them, though I have made John promise to be back by Christmas." All the afternoon Violet ponders this in a sore, bewildered state.

Rounded and flower-like was that face, most delicately tinted also, with rich and curving lips and a broad, snow-white brow.

Father bought it of a half-crazy old man who came here one day. Do you know him?" Islington laughed. "I am afraid not. But let me present this in a less business-like fashion." "Thank you. Remind me to give you one in return before you go, or will you choose yourself?" They had both risen as by a common instinct. "Good by." The cool flower-like hand lay in his for an instant.

Then her head drooped slowly, and fell upon the Prince's shoulder, like that of a tired child, with a calm sweet smile upon her flower-like face. Like the salute they had once given to Prince Sandor, the Tzigani began proudly the heroic march of free Hungary, their music sending a fast farewell to the dead as the sun gave her its last kiss.

That restless murmuration, and the width of the night with its scattered stars, seemed to come rushing at his face. He withdrew from it, and leaning on the sill looked down at her. What flower-like delicacy she had!