A PAIR OF BLUE EYES.
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But
serve '
of
praise
!'
it
them a
little,
they do de-
said generous Elfride.
Well, I do.
how
See
waves to and
the Duchess
fro in her seat, utilising
the sway of her barouche
by looking
ward only when her head
swung forward,
is
for-
with a passive pride which forbids a sistance to the force of circumstance. at the pretty pout on the
re-
Look
mouths of that
family there, retaining no traces of being
arranged beforehand, so well
Look
demure
at the
holding the parasols sticking
knowing
up
is
it
done.
close of the little fists
the tiny alert thumb,
erect against the ivory
stem as
as can be, the satin of the parasol
invariably matching the complexion of the face beneath
dent,
it,
yet seemingly
by an
which makes the thing so
acci-
attractive.
There's the red book lying on the opposite seat,
bespeaking the vast numbers of then'
acquaintance.
And
I
particularly admire
the aspect of that abundantly-daughtered
woman on
the other side
—
I
mean her look
