Lawson's heels all the time. "For the life of me I can't see why
girls will make themselves so ridiculous. Why, I often see her
cutting across the Square to overtake him."
"Oh, indeed; the girls now-a-days don't have much modesty. Just see
how she is laughing and talking now," exclaimed the confederate.
"Yes," retorted the first speaker "and that country-looking cousin
is just a cloak for them. She is watching a chance to catch some
others of the firm."
"Nice looking, did you say? Not a bit of it. For my part, I think
she is homely; her face is too round and red."
The last remark was made by a saucy-looking maiden of sixteen, who
owned to nothing being good that did not belong to herself.
Marguerite was utterly unconscious of the comments made upon herself
and companion.
In the minutes that Mr. Lawson remained they found much to say, and
there was an absence of coquetry that was gracious to see. The
thoughtful, yet bright, expression of Marguerite's eyes had power to
magnetize the most callous-hearted, and on this morn they were truly
dangerous. The graceful form, attired in pretty travelling costume,
could not fail to attract notice, and we see her repeatedly
acknowledge the recognitions of many of the sterner sex with her
quaint rare smile.
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