Capitolo 12
intention on the flowers, its rapid eye scrutinized the old excellent house
and his/her picturesque outskirtses.
"No evil", she told her, while adding, as she passed in the adjacent one
parking lot, "but the other ones to be best, and I will have the best."
Quickly walking, she went out for a long time on the green and wide lawn that
placed in front of the ancient room where Mr. that John Coventry has lived in solitary
shine. An old grandiose place, rich in oaks, well kept plantations of bushes, cheerful
gardens, balconies statement to the sun, carved pediments, spacious rooms, liveried
servants and each luxury that is worthwhile the ancestral house of a rich and
raced honorable. The eyes of Miss Muirs made as she looked, its footstep grew
more fixed, his/her prouder of the carriage, and a smile broke on its face; the smile
of a settled good to the perspective of the success of some tenderly taken care of
the hope. Suddenly its whole air changed, she pushed again its hat, it hooked
his/her hands freely in front of her, and it seemed absorbed in childish admiration
of the equitable scene that could not fail to enchant some beauty-loving eye.
The cause of this rapid change appeared soon. A strong man, beautiful,
among fifty and sixty, the small gate that conducts to the passed
parking lot, and, seeing the extraneous youth, made a break to examine her/it. He only had
time for a look, however; she seemed aware of his/her presence in a
moment, turned with a frightened glance it sent forth an exclamation of surprise,
and it looked as if hesitating whether to speak or to run away. Mr. brave
John removed his/her hat and says, with the old style courtesy that
become well him, "I implore Your pardon to disturb her/it the young lady.
Allows me to make fine for him inviting to walk her/it where you want, and
you gather that he likes flowers. I see her love them, so it free begs face
with those around You."
With a fascinating air of the virgin timidity and lack of art, Miss Muir
answered, "Oh, thanks, gentleman! But it is me who should ask the forgiveness