Sucks books

A day or two after this, therefore, while sitting alone writing his
letters (Grand being gone out for his constitutional), when he was told
that Miss Grant wanted to speak to him, he desired that she might be
shown in.
She was sitting at the back door in a little pony carriage, and giving
the reins to her boy, she passed through it, to the wonder of all
beholders.
Very few young ladies were shown in there.
"What is it?" exclaimed John, for Liz looked almost sulky.
"Oh John," she answered, with a sort of whimsical pathos, "isn't it sad,
so few delightful things as there are, that two of them should come
together, so that I can't have both!"
"What are the delightful things--offers?"
"Don't be so tiresome. No, of course not. You know very well that
nothing of that kind ever happens to me."
"Indeed, if that is the case, it can only be because your frocks are
almost always crumpled, and--what's that long bit of blue ribbon that I
see?"
"It's all right--that's how it's meant to go. I can't think why you
fancy that I'm not tidy.


Pages:
174 175 176 177 178 179 180 181 182 183 184 185 186 187 188 189 190 191 192 193 194 195 196 197 198