" Here she took it off and looked at it
admiringly, for Elizabeth was rather fond of dress in her way. "My
sailor hat will do for the Pool. I wish you could come with us,
dear." Then, as Dinah shook her head, "Yes, I see, you are busy, so
I will not bother you. Please tell Cedric where we have gone."
Malcolm was still on the little bridge when Elizabeth rejoined him.
He looked regretfully at the sailor hat.
"It does not suit her a bit," he thought. "I wonder a sensible woman
like Miss Templeton does not know what becomes her. Anna would never
have made such a mistake." But Elizabeth, unconscious of this
criticism of her offending head-gear, walked on serenely.
Some of the dogs had followed them, and while Elizabeth worked at a
piece of beautiful embroidery, Malcolm amused himself with throwing
sticks into the pond for their delectation; and as soon as he was
weary of the sport, he stretched himself comfortably on the ground
beside her and began to talk. How it came about neither of them
knew, but all at once Malcolm fell to speaking of his father, and of
his lonely boyhood, and by-and-bye, Elizabeth grew so interested
that she laid down her work, and propping her chin on her hand, gave
him her undivided attention.
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