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From: | Meredith Ayala |
Subject: | [Bug-gnuts] regiment profess |
Date: | Thu, 10 Aug 2006 07:55:33 -0400 |
IKNOW Ilses mother COULDNT have done anything
like that. And our first kiss mustnthave the flavour of good-bye.
Ive heard she was a great beauty, said
Caroline.
And dont go looking foranother teacher,
mind.
How glad she was to see his kindface with its
gentle, elfish eyes and forked beard again!
But your soul is your own,and fire-new, Ill
swear to that. She doesnt make me wearsunbonnets and she lets me go barefooted
in the forenoons. Yet she could not keep fromthinking about it, day and night.
Youve been a very goodchild but I feel that Ive done my duty by you for this
year.
In a few minutes she always knew whether she
liked, disliked,or was indifferent to them.
And, sheadded wonderingly, just for a moment
it made me HOMESICK, too. Your ankles will domore for you than your brains ever
will. Last night I wept onmy pilllow, like the heroins in Aunt Nancys books do.
But between a fool and asensible woman did a man ever hesitate?
Then, beside it, she saw a mans face looking
down at her! But Emily, though the back parlour had whirled about her for
asecond, had recovered herself.
She was always ather best with him, with a
delightful feeling of being understood.
Emily was not quite certain whether she really
liked it or not. Emilys heel had met itsquarely and it was badly crushed. Then
he wound the rope around the trunk of a heavy fir. Oh, Im so glad I like you,
said Emily impulsively. Why, it hadnt occurred to me to wonder whether you were
pretty ornot. Then he saw she had got a little knee-hold on the narrow
shelf.
His strange eyes were very kindlyas he met
hers.
And oh,PLEASE let somebody find out that Ilses
mother didnt do THAT.
Emily felt an odd sensation of rebellion.
Might as well learnspades are spades now as ever. Blair Water gossip had often
asked or hinted this question;and now it met her in Priest Pond.
When Leo came home from a voyage and found
Beatrice married he tookit coolly enough.
The old gulf was singing away down over the
fields.
Few men hold to one idea for anything
likeeleven years. The Three Princesses,shooting up against the silvery sky,
were as remote and princesslyas ever.
The Three Princesses,shooting up against the
silvery sky, were as remote and princesslyas ever.
You dontthink me handsome but you think me
nice. And our first kiss mustnthave the flavour of good-bye.
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