Capitolo 74
seen Clara observe Some west with anxious eyes for the
coming of young Leavenworth and sighed,--"This
be the fruit of my bad vanity!" You saw Aunt
Pen concerned her/it with an anxious face, and he/she craved
say, me "Forgives, for me have not been sincere!"
Finally, as it grew his/her trouble, she resolved to go
street and it has a quiet "to think,"--a remedy that
you/he/she had served her in a lot of a young person perplexity; then,
stealing out, she usually went to a grove of cedars
surrendered to that time. But in the Joe of ten minutes
Leavenworth appeared to the door in the summer
hotels, and, looking in, says with an it well-acted
you start of pleasure and surprise,--
"You implore the pardon, I thought there was here anybody,
My dear Girl Wilder, you seem contemplative;
but I imagine him it would not make to ask to the subject of
are Your meditations, able?"
He made a break with such evident intention of
remaining that Debbies resolved to use of the
moment, and it assuages his/her conscience of a care that
the oppressed one; therefore she responded to his/her question
with his the usual direct being,--
"My meditations were partly around you."
The Mr. Joe was guilty of the weakness to blush
violently and seeming immensely gratified; but
its ecstasy was of the short duration, for Debby it went
on very sincerely,--
"I believe that I will do what you are able
you consider a very impertinent thing; but I am able
rather both coarse and unfair to others or
I distort to my his/her own sense of right. The Mr. Leavenworth,
if You pits an older man, I should not dare to say
this to You; but I have brothers of mine really, and,
remembering how much discourteous things for which they does
desire of thought, I venture me to remember her/it to that a
the heart of woman is a dangerous toy, and too much the tender
being used for a selfish purpose or a hour
pleasure. I know some kind of fun it is not
badly considered; but it is wrong, and I am not able
closes my eyes to the fact, or sits silent while another