Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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26 THE EMERALD NECKLACE. She turned the full splendor of her eyes upon him as she spoke; she was not going to be abashed by flatteries. “TI shall not beg your pardon,” said Pennon, looking into them steadily, and strangely thrilled by their beautiful, mystic fire, “for 1 spoke only the truth. I have always fancied a certain kind of gray eyes, and yours have more than confirm- ed the liking. I should like to look into them thus forever.” Now, indeed, the eyes wavered and sank, and a sweet blush kindled in her cheek, for something was in his voice besides mere compliment. “ Until supper-time, perhaps,” was her reply, with an at- tempt at gayety, and she went on in silence completing her arrangement of the parlor. Every thing that her fairy hands touched took from them a peculiar grace. She did not lift a book, or place a vase, or make a new fold in the drapery of a window, but the thing seemed infinitely improved. It was a calm happiness to a world-weary man like Pennon to recline at his ease upon that old mahogany sofa and watch the young girl flit about the quaint room. “It is sweeter than any romance,” he mused. “How light- _ ly and defily she performs lier tasks. She is a good honse- wife as well as a creature of poetry; and I am sure she would look graceful anywhere—for instance, making butter. And those kind of things are not to be laughed at. All men are not enormously rich, and she will not be likely to have a very wealthy husband, here in this retired spot. A husband? I wonder if she ever thinks of it—she had not ought to. There is no man fit for so pure, sensitive, and lovely a being as she. But she has so much faith and generosity, I warrant she would be easily deceived in character. That cousin of hers, or instance—does she like him ?” “You are very fond of flowers?” he asked, aloud. Clematis laughed in her soft, ringing way. “Perhaps there are too many to be in good taste. But this is the season of flowers, and we should enjoy them. They are better than new furniture and fashionable elegancies —don’t you think so?” “There! do you think these roses and myrtles look well to loop back this lace curtain with ?” comicbooks.com