" "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word. The Yale spirit! Ah Cum smiled whimsically. . Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. He had a wild impulse to shout. Wood then led the way up a rather high and, according to modern notions, incommodious flight of steps, and introduced his guest to a neat parlour, the windows of which were darkened by pots of flowers and creepers. “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. You’ve got to take what you can get. And you started out forthwith to fight the world and be a citizen on your own basis?” He came forward again and folded his hands under him on his desk. At times he was brilliant and masterful, talked round and over every one, and would have been domineering if he had not been extraordinarily kindly; at times he was almost monosyllabic, and defeated Miss Garvice’s most skilful attempts to draw him out.
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