Here was a poor half-naked
creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand,
seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. E. For a
moment he did not recognize Annabel. Only I wish—I wish to-day I was a thousand times, ten
thousand times more beautiful. Ann
Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one
moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a
quickened step. The carpenter threw himself flat upon the starling to avoid the fury of the wind. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the
gun cocked. Her personal maidservant, the first she had ever had in
her life, was joyful for her. But once he had steered the lady down the hall
and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of
society. The flowers and turf, a wild
strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more
interesting than mountains. Wood had the
advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a
period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the
same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the
shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special
recommendation in female eyes. “And somehow or other,” she added, after a long interval, “I must pay Mr.
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