Capitolo 31
blue and fat police officer, looked on, one and all with rapid-making
faces to the Spring and really sumptuous flame of jonquils, but in a
now cold, fatiguing and whole the only red person that is passed
it was a pup more fixed Irishman, and the only lame person was a
mendicant of wood-what it has legs.
Cold and disgusted as he was, Stanton was not able together help
laughing to his/her his/her own defeat.
"Because--hangs that small girl! You should be s-p-a-n-k-and-d", him
it snickered as he climbed again in his/her fatiguing bed.
Then as whether to compensate his/her last good-nature the very next mail
brings him a letter from Cornelia, and rather an extraordinary letter
also, as besides the impersonal and usual comments on the time
and the tennis and the crop of annual orange there were indeed one
whole sentence, individual, intimate as which has distinguished the letter
has only been understood for him rather than for Cornelia
woman tailor or the void daughter of his/her coachman or her really younger
brother. This was the sentence:
"Really, Carl, you don't know how happy I am that despite me
all of Your foolish objections, I held to my original purpose
don't announce my appointment up to that later my Southerner
trip. You don't have idea that that a great difference ago in a
the good duration of girl to a great hotel as this."
This sentence certainly gave a lot of food to Stanton for its day
thoughts but the mental indigestion that you/he/she has achieved it was not together
pleasant.
Not until evening it made his/her humor makes again. Then--
"Young fellow of Mine", the kindest letter of whispered Molly. "Young fellow of
Excavations, the blond of _how Your is_ of the hair!--Also through the
tops that chin-do the tickle to of those yellow jonquils this morning, me
almost laughed to see the blond shine of blond of You.--Some
day that I will smooth those hair." (Yes!)
"P. S. The Small Dog returned home every right."
With a gasp of dismay Stanton sat above suddenly in bed and experimented to