Coniston — Volume 01 by Winston Churchill
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capable of taking a school in Boston."
"Then I should be doubly sure of your character," she retorted with a twinkle. "Will you tell my fortune?" he said gayly. "Not on such a slight acquaintance," she replied. "Good-by, Mr. Worthington." "I shall see you in Brampton," he cried, "I--I have seen you in Brampton." She did not answer this confession, but left him, and presently disappeared beyond the triangle of the green, while Mr. Worthington pursued his way to Brampton by the road,--his thoughts that evening not on waterfalls or machinery. As for Cynthia's conduct, I do not defend or explain it, for I have found out that the best and wisest of women can at times be coquettish. It was that meeting which shook the serenity of poor Moses, and he learned of it when he went to Jonah Winch's store an hour later. An hour later, indeed, Coniston was discussing the man of leisure in a new light. It was possible that Cynthia might take him, and Deacon Ira Perkins made a note the next time he went to Brampton to question Silas Wheelock on Mr. Worthington's origin, habits, and orthodoxy. Cynthia troubled herself very little about any of these. Scarcely any purpose in the world is single, but she had had a purpose in talking to Mr. Worthington, besides the pleasure it gave her. And the next Saturday, |
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