What handsome, kind, dark eyes
he had! Yet they would all say, 'He's a monster!'"
She made her way back in safety until she reached the head of the
stairs, and then came plump upon her aunt. "Where have you been?"
asked Mrs. Baron, sharply.
"After Aun' Jinkey's pipe."
"Horrible! I forbid her smoking in this house."
"I shall permit her to smoke in my room."
"You have no right."
"Very well; then I'll go with her to her cabin."
"My dear sister," said Mrs. Whately, putting her hand on the irate
lady's arm, "I think it will be better to let our niece have her way
in such little things. We must remember that she is no longer a
child."
"I think she is acting like a very perverse and foolish one; but
then rather than have any more scenes"--and looking unutterable
things she passed on down the stairs.
"My dear, I wish to see you by and by. Won't you let me?" said Mrs.
Whately. "I wish to see you--I must see you before I sleep," replied
the girl, decisively.
"I'll come up soon, then, dear.
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