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Carey, Rosa Nouchette, 1840-1909

"Herb of Grace"

It was evident Mr.
Carlyon agreed with him, for Malcolm saw him once looking at her
intently under his hand.
A little while afterwards Malcolm, who was too hot to play any more,
strolled off by himself down one of the woodland paths to get cool,
but to his chagrin he heard voices which told him the speakers were
parallel with him, and the next minute he heard Tina Ross say
pettishly--
"Did you ever see any one so ridiculous as Elizabeth Templeton; just
fancy wearing her Paris gown at a trumpery little home affair like
this! Talk of coquetry," in a disgusted voice, "do you suppose she
did not know what she was doing when she pinned those La France
roses in her dress! It is not as though she were our age; she is
thirty--thirty; why, that is quite an old maid!"
"How can you be so absurd, Tiny?" It was Nora Brent who spoke.
"Fancy calling Miss Elizabeth Templeton an old maid. Mamma was only
saying how handsome she looked." Here Malcolm coughed rather loudly,
but no one took any notice.
"Handsome is as handsome does," returned Tina, in rather a vixenish
tone.


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