h an expression
of insinuation, fun and daring which it is difficult to give
on paper. She was a pretty, bright girl, too. The question
would have been impudent if it had not been comical. 'I know
you do!' she went on. 'You've a good battery. I'd like to see
you do it. I always do. It's such fun! All men are good for,'
she exclaimed next, with a curl on her lip, 'except to carry
one's parasol and things. Do you know Kitty Fisher?'
'Not even by name,' said Miss Kennedy, studying her guest as
an entirely new species.
'She's a splendid girl. She's coming to Moscheloo next week;
there'll be goings on then. People are so stupid here in the
country, they want somebody to wake them up. Kitty's awfully
jolly. Oh, what a lovely old house! Take me in and let me see
it, won't you? Oh, what a lovely hall! What a place for a
German! Oh, you'll give a German, won't you?'
'I do not know what I shall give, yet, Miss Powder.'
'I'm not Miss Powder! Annabella wouldn't thank you. She'd like
me to be Miss Powder, though. Tell me; don't you think people
could get along just as well if they weren't married? Now
there's my mother wants to marry us off as quick as she can;
and every other girl's mother is just the same. What do they
do it for? Oh, you've got a dreadful old guardian, haven't
you? Does he want you to get married? Ain't it hateful to have
a guardian? I should think it would be awfully poky.'
'Did you ever see Mr. Falkirk?' said Hazel gravely. Somehow
this girl's talk made her extremely reticent. But that made
little difference to Miss "Phinny." The next question was:
'Do you know Stephen Kingsland?'
'Yes.'
'Don't you admire him? Ain't he a catch, for somebody! But you
know Stuart Nightingale, don't you?'
Again Miss Kennedy said yes.
'Like him?'
'Do you?' said Hazel.
'I think he's splendid! He's so amusing; and he's a _splendid_
dancer. It's fun to dance with Stuart Nightingale. I don't
very often get him, though. But you didn't answer me--do you
like him?'
'I am not much in the habit of answering people,' said Hazel
frankly. 'You will find that out if you see enough of me.'
'Ain't you? Why?' asked the young lady ingenuously.
'Because I do not like to be questioned. You perceive no fault
can be found with my reasons,' she added with a smile.
'Then you do like him, I know. People are never afraid to tell
their dislikes. Why!--is that'--
A broken-off inquiry here was never finished, the answ
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