Capitolo 14
"Eve!" he brusquely called. "Eve! Return here one minute!"
A lot of laggingly from around the angle of plaza the girl reappeared.
"Eve", rather suddenly says his/her father, "this is the Mr. Barton! Mr.
Barton, this is my daughter!"
Carelessly the girl came in before and she offered his/her hand to the more Youth
Man. It was a very small hand. More than what, it was exaggeratedly a
small cold hand.
"How ago, gentleman?" she almost imperceptibly murmured.
With an expression of the ineffable joy the Oldest Men arrived out and
furnished his/her daughter on the shoulder.
"You/he/she has transpired as soon as, my dear Eve", he removed, "that you are able
this youth here an inestimable service--tells him anything--you teach
him anything, I mean--that he has need to especially know a lot!"
As one fairly abounding with benevolence he was standing, while smiling there kindly
in the face surprised of Barton. "Following to the pleasure to bring
together two people that you/they like each other", he persisted, "I know of
nothing that diverts more acutely that the to bring together of people
who--who--" Mockingly through the unconscious head of his/her daughter,
malevolently through his/her mask of absolute guilelessness and the peace, him
Challenged Barton is fixing helplessness. "Then--taken all in all", him
radiantly spoken still to goslow mode, there is no anything in the world--to this
particular moment, the Mr. Barton--that could have a good time me more than to have
You unite him to my daughter in his/her ride this afternoon!"
"Do you ride with me?" small gasped Eve Edgarton.
"This afternoon?" Shaken Barton.
"Oh--because--yes--clearly! I would have delighted! I would be--both! Only--! Only
I am afraid that--!"
Deprecatingly with lifted hand the Oldest Men disproved each
protest. "No, indeed, the Mr. Barton", he insisted. "Oh, anybody--anybody indeed--me
Assure him it won't disturb my daughter in the slightest! My
daughter is a lot forcing! My daughter, indeed--if I can say me this way
in every modesty--my daughter is a lot always indeed