of course, to the entertainment, accompanied by her niece; t
ore it had gone very far, Marian Almond came up
great desire to make our heroine's acquaintance, an
with a very small figure and a very big sash, to the
the company, shaking her fan, saying that with so man
cousin, to whom she administered a tap wit
was given to enjoying Marian's ease of manner and flow of idea
eople were presented to her, in catching his name, which app
fficult moment, and she wondered that some people--her new acqua
say, and what would be the cons
at present were
barrassment, began to talk with an easy
delightf
charmin
nterestin
ty girl you
ndity, Mr. Townsend seemed to offer for what they w
aight into Ca
nd he, as if he expected no particular reply, went on to say
ous of no embarrassment; it seemed proper that he
as so handsome, or rather, as she
gan again; and then he asked her, with a deeper, intenser
y than it had ever done before, that this was a singular place for a gentleman's arm to be--and in a moment he was guiding her round the room
ooked at the flowers that
again, and she hesitated to answ
zy?" he asked, in a t
t him; he was certainly be
ly knew why, for dancing
" said Mr. Townsend, "we
a good pla
ng place; a little sofa that se
ber, and people stood close in front of them, turning their backs,
g man had said; but he s
like young men in pictures; Catherine had never seen such features--so delicate, so chiselled and finished--among the yo
ght he looked
e that, and, above all, would n
e felt very much like a stranger; and it was
near; several times removed-- and Arthur h
a great strang
e; but he had not been
and living in far-away lands; he had
y pleasant, only
ne with his delightful gaze, while he leaned forward obli
d ever forget him; but though she made this reflexion she kep
there for
very
them; he tried to guess who some of them we
ery freely, in a pos
ny one--especially any youn
y, on the stage, close before the footlights, looking at the audience, and
not like an actor; he see
ugh the crowd, with a little ironical cry, when she found these young people stil
e were already married, and he had become her cousin--to run away to her moth
therine as he left her, and Catherin
r by the arm, and
you think of Morris!"
at his
nk of his name, but what you
herine answered, dissembling
nd to tell him th
l do hi
erribly c
said Cather
, and Arthur kn
im!" Catherine mu
l him he's
him so a d
Catherine looked down at her
took so much on herself; but she wondered too, whether, when she h
ure of a window, with her head a little on one side, and her gold
, bending forward a little, wit
it; for when he had left her, at Marian's instigation,
er ear for the last half-hour-- Morris Townsend was giving his impressions of the company to her aunt, as he
is she moved away; she would not have
r pleasure--th
she herself had been the object of his civilities; and that Aunt Lavinia should like him, should not be shocked or startled by what he said, this also appeared to the girl a personal gain
nvited our heroine to dance a quadrille, and for a
not dizzy; her h
r. Sloper had usually a little smile, never a very big one, and with his little smile playin
his magnificent person
so; but it is a literal fact that he almost never
r pleasure; but she had to cut her p
o delicate for her own use; and yet Catherine, lamenting the limitations of her understanding, felt that they were too val
said mildly, wishing that
opulent, expensive,"
you had eighty t
haven't--" said Ca
prospective wealth was
en't you shouldn't
enjoyed y
and then, looking away, "I a
nment was the beginning of som
direct answer; and the beginning of a period o
not so easily
they drove home, she was as quiet
r Lavinia had a good deal of resemblance to
hat was making love to y
!" murmured Mrs. Pen
d uncommo
, for half an hour, he h
s not to me," sa
erine; he talke
een listening w
iman!" she exc
he expressed himself with a great deal--a
egal creature, then?" the
still more faintly, devoutly t
hat; but he adm
My dress only?" Mrs. Penniman's announcement st
er, "he thinks you have
s of that," said Mrs. Pen
dously refined not
herine exclaimed,
gone to sleep," h
come!" he ad
to get up a roma
s on the girl. What is the gent
it, and I didn't
. Penniman, with a certain grandeur; "but
n was Mr
, what was the g
for the rumbling of the carriage,
Lavinia," said Cat
s irony, her fat