A Mountain Daisy (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 edition. Excerpt: ...of seeing the same faces over and over again every day, and the same sort of life going on always. Nothing was ever quiet, and it is just the same here." "Then," said the young nobleman, smiling, "you must be quite tired of seeing my face, for I remember we met pretty frequently at Brighton?" "Oh, indeed I did not mean that " exclaimed poor Phillis, quite distressed. "I had forgotten," she added frankly, "that you were one of those people. I am always making mistakes " "Not at all," said Lord Exmoor. "I know that you had no intention of wounding my feelings, Miss Lascar When you wish to do so, I think you will make an open attack." Phillis laughed and shook her head. "I should be afraid to do that," she said; "but I don't think I should ever wish to do it; because I don't like hurting people's feelings." "Promise me the next dance then?" he said. "You won't let me give you anything more? Then we will go back to the other room." Florence saw them together, and her brow darkened. That was Lord Exmoor's third dance with Phillis, and inwardly she resolved that it should be the last, if she could manage to make it so. She said nothing, however, until they reached home, when she detained her mother in the drawing-room, after the others had gone to bed, and said haughtily: --"You talk of wishing us to marry well, mother, but what chance is there of our being noticed while Phillis is here? She turns everybody's head--why I can't think--a silly, childish little thing But it is the case. I suppose you saw how Lord Exmoor contrived to be near her almost all the evening?" Florence had forgotten her haughty declaration, that it was...