"
"I had a great prejudice against Mr. Pinckney," said Miss Featherstone,
slowly smoothing out her gloves, "but I confess it has vanished, there
is something so straightforward and manly about him; and he certainly
is very kind."
"He does not flatter you at all?"
"Oh no; and that is one reason I like him. I detest the gallant, tender
manner which many men affect toward women."
"Doctor Harris, for instance?"
"Well, Doctor Harris, for instance," returned Miss Featherstone,
smiling, and blushing a little.
"Doctor Harris has certainly made love to her, and Dick as certainly
hasn't. I wonder--oh, how I wonder!--whether he was in earnest the
other day?" Her large blue eyes were fixed scrutinizingly on the
governess, although she thought, not said, these things. "He thinks you
do a great deal too much in the house, and was quite abusive to me
about it: he actually swore when he discovered the amount of your
salary. Now, my dear Miss Featherstone, you may name your own price:
I'll give you anything you ask, for no amount of money can represent
the comfort you are to me."
"I don't want one cent more than I at present receive," replied the
governess, kissing her fondly.
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