Honor Edgeworth - Ottawa's Present Tense by [pseud.] Vera
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girl answered languidly, "but since you ask me permissions which I grant
a great many others, I will not refuse you.." "Thank you," he said almost sarcastically, "when we are hungry we take the crust that is flung to us, though the dainty morsel served on a crystal plate satisfies us best. What _is_ the matter to-night, Honor, you seem worried and peevish?" The sudden change of tone, from the moralizing to that of anxious enquiry, amused Honor. "I generally seem in that way until I have been in your company for a while," she answered with such a careless, meaningless tone, that he pronounced her a hopeless little _sans coeur_ with a sigh, and dropped the subject. Vivian Standish was plainly courting Mr. Rayne's _protegee_, and a great deal had to be said in consequence. With his carefully learned manners, Standish had worked a successful conspiracy against retribution. He had coolly stowed away any disagreeable souvenirs of his past life, and troubled no more about them. He veneered his whole character with such an engaging mansuetude as served to deceive the most penetrative of those he met, and not even the most suspicious of his Ottawa acquaintances had ever insinuated that a surface so calm and unruffled as his could ever cover a phase of character which could be nocent or even objectionable in the least degree. Some disliked him for reasons they could not define, and had in consequence to refrain from expressing their antipathy. Many were jealous of him, and the majority admired him freely. |
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