An Open-Eyed Conspiracy; an Idyl of Saratoga by William Dean Howells
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I longed to have the chance of bragging to my wife; but this chance did not come till the concert was quite over, after I rejoined her with my companion, and she could take leave of them all without seeming to abandon them. Then I judged it best to let her have the word; for I knew by the way she ran her hand through my arm, and began pushing me along out of earshot, that she was full of it. "Well, Basil, I think that is the sweetest and simplest and kindest creature in the world, and I'm perfectly in love with her." I did not believe somehow that she meant the girl, but I thought it best merely to suggest, "There are two." "You know very well which I mean, and I would do anything I could for her. She's got a difficult problem before her, and I pity her. The girl's very well, and she IS a beauty; and I suppose she HAS been having a dull time, and of course you couldn't please Mrs. Deering half so well as by doing something for her friend. I suppose you're feeling very proud that they're just what you divined." "Not at all; I'm so used to divining people. How did you know I knew it?" "I saw you talking to him, and I knew you were pumping him." "Pumping? He asked nothing better than to flow. He would put to |
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