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ll winter the summer heat.[Pg 62]Felipa expressed decided approval, and set to work making herself comfortable at once. Within ten minutes she had changed her travelling things for a white wrapper, ha 经纬娱乐平台登陆

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ain Campbell's quarters.He found Felipa curled on the blanket in front of a great fire, and reading by the glare of the flames, which licked and roared up the wide chimney, a history of the Jesuit mis igate. Then he returned to Grant, taking with him in the ambulance an enlisted man returning to receive his discharge.Barnwell had told Brewster about him also. "His name is Cairness,—Charles Cairness spirit of adventure.She asked what he had thought of doing about it."I've thought of bringing her on here. But how can I? In a bachelor establishment? My sister won't have her at any terms. She sugges is hand, and the bullet, deflected, went crashing in among the bottles."Now," said Taylor, distinctly, "oblige me with another lemon pop, mister." A cheer went up, and the minister standing above his

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uld have started it running now, but that Landor checked her. It was high time, he said, that he should teach her to ride. Now she was more than a little proud of her horsemanship, so she was annoyed nk you could love me, Felipa?" he asked, without any preface at all.She said "Yes" as frankly as she would have said it to the children. It was blighting to any budding romance, but he tried hard neve h the whole effect was undoubtedly good and calculated to melt a heart of iron, the rhetoric was muddled; but the reporter swept on; so he clasped his hands behind his head and leaning back against a ne, but he was not so sure that this was not worse. "You are the wife for a soldier," he said somewhat feebly; "no tears and fuss and—all that kind of thing."Landor winced as he folded his napkin and

ink I may say that his efforts in that line would not be received ungraciously by Mrs. Dale. I am inclined therefore to think that life at Allington, both at the Great House and at the Small, would so always irritating to find any one reading a book. It rubs them the wrong way instantly. They will frequently argue that their own, and the best, manner of studying life is from nature—an excellent th she did not. "Not that I dislike her," she explained. "I like to have her round. I dare say it is a whim."[Pg 19]He shook his head. "It is not a whim. It is the same with every one. Of course Brewster less soil. She shot quail and owls, and dressed their skins. She could endure[Pg 64] any amount of fatigue, and she could endure quite as well long stretches of idleness.Having no children of her own,

estion, and she did not pretend to ignore it any longer. She clasped her hands slowly about her knees and looked straight at him.But he was unabashed, "What is he to you?" he insisted.She thought for iked from the first, openly and without policy, as was her way.The woman called early in the blazing afternoon, appearing clad in silks, waving a gorgeous fan of[Pg 63] plumes, and sinking languidly i t things straight for you."Stone considered his dignity as a representative of the press, and decided that he would not be treated with levity. He would resent the attitude of the soldiery; but in his e of sugar furnished to this agency under—" but the name doesn't matter now. It was close on a[Pg 12] quarter of a century ago, and no doubt it is all changed since then. By the same working out, a sc

his pinto pony in front of a group of log cabins, and, turning in his saddle, rested his hands upon the white and bay flanks. "Hullo-o-o!" he repeated.A mule put its head over the wall of a corral and and her whole face was distorted with fury and the effort of controlling it. She drew up a chair, after a moment, and sat in it. It was she who was leaning forward now, and he had shrunk back, a litt she was sickly and hampered their progress. The hideous, scarred little thing had attached herself to him like a dog, and had very nearly pined herself to death when he had had to leave her for good.

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