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East Angels   By: (1840-1894)

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EAST ANGELS

A Novel

BY

CONSTANCE FENIMORE WOOLSON AUTHOR OF "ANNE" "FOR THE MAJOR" ETC.

NEW YORK HARPER & BROTHERS, FRANKLIN SQUARE

CONSTANCE FENIMORE WOOLSON'S WORKS.

EAST ANGELS. A Novel. 16mo, Cloth, $1.25.

ANNE. A Novel. Illustrated. pp iv., 540. 16mo, Cloth, $1.25.

FOR THE MAJOR. A Novelette. Illustrated. pp. 208. 16mo, Cloth, $1.00.

CASTLE NOWHERE. Lake Country Sketches, pp 386. 16mo, Cloth, $1.00. ( New Edition nearly ready. )

RODMAN THE KEEPER. Southern Sketches, pp. 340. 16mo, Cloth. $1 00. ( New Edition nearly ready. )

PUBLISHED BY HARPER & BROTHERS, NEW YORK.

==> Any of the above works sent by mail, postage prepaid, to any part of the United States or Canada, on receipt of the price.

Copyright, 1884, 1885, 1886, by HARPER & BROTHERS.

All rights reserved.

EAST ANGELS.

CHAPTER I.

"I think, more than anything else, I came to be under blue sky."

"Are you fond of sky?" said the young girl who was sitting near the speaker, her eyes on the shimmering water of the lagoon which stretched north and south before the house.

"I can't lay claim to tastes especially celestial, I fear," answered the visitor, "but I confess to a liking for an existence which is not, for six months of the year, a combat. I am mortally tired of our long northern winters, with their eternal processions of snow, ice, and thaw thaw, ice, and snow; I am tired of our springs hypocritical sunshine pierced through and through by east winds; and I have at last, I think, succeeded in breaking loose from the belief that there is something virtuous and heroic in encountering these things encountering them, I mean, merely from habit, and when not called to it by any necessity. But this emancipation has taken time plenty of it. It is directly at variance with all the principles of the country and creed in which I was brought up."

"You have good health, Mr. Winthrop?" asked Mrs. Thorne, in a tone which was prepared to turn with equal appreciation towards sympathy if he were, and congratulation if he were not, the possessor of the lungs which classify a person, and give him an occupation for life.

"Do I look delicate?"

"On the contrary, you look remarkably well," answered his hostess, sure of her ground here, since even an invalid likes to be congratulated upon an appearance of health: not only is it more agreeable in itself, but it gives him the opportunity to explain (and at some length) that all is illusory merely, a semblance; an adjustment of the balances between resignation and heroism which everybody should admire. "Yes," Mrs. Thorne went on, with a critical air which seemed to say, as she looked at him, that her opinions were founded upon unprejudiced scrutiny, "wonderfully well, indeed does he not, Garda?"

"Mr. Winthrop looks well; I don't know that it is a wonder," replied Edgarda Thorne, in her soft voice. "He has been everywhere, and seen everything," she added, turning her eyes towards him for a moment eyes in which he read envy, but envy impersonal, concerning itself more with his travels, his knowledge of many places, his probable adventures, than with himself.

"Mr. Winthrop is accustomed to a largeness of opportunity," remarked Mrs. Thorne; "but it is his natural atmosphere." She paused, coughed slightly, and then added, "He does not come into the ports he enters with banners flying, with rockets and cannon, and a brass band at bow and stern."

"You describe an excursion steamer on the Fourth of July," said Winthrop.

"Precisely. One or two of the persons who have visited Gracias รก Dios lately have seemed to us not unlike that," answered the lady.

Mrs. Thorne had a delicate little voice, pitched on rather a high key, but so slender in volume that, like the pure small note of a little bird, it did not offend. Her pronunciation was very distinct and accurate that is, accurate according to the spelling; they knew no other methods in the conscientious country school where she had received her education. Mrs. Thorne pronounced her t in "often," her l in "almond," her "again" rhymed with "plain... Continue reading book >>




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