Sheba - Tapa blanda

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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. 1903. Excerpt: ... VI. THE FAITHLESSNESS OF SOLOMON. "Mistress Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow?" Jack Edmunds rested his arms on the low stone wall and peered over it at his cousin, as he delivered himself of the nursery song in his most impassioned stage manner. Isabel Dering rose from the midst of a patch of vivid nasturtium blossoms. At her side, his pink ribbon untied and trailing over the orange flowers, Micky abandoned his hunt for a flea, and waved his tongue at Jack in friendly greeting. "Your voice is in perfect form, Jack; never better; but I do wish you would leave off warbling, and come to help pick. I never shall get these done in time." "Ungrateful girl! And some people are glad to pay real paper money for the luxury of hearing me sing. Wherefore this mad haste?" And, taking the wall at a bound, he came to sit on his heels in the flower bed. "Don't sit on Micky, Jack! It is sewing day, and I shall be late. It is two o'clock now." "But you don't sew flowers. I 'll bet that Adam and the Prophets are n't up to high-art embroidery yet, in spite of all your efforts to evolute them." "What nonsense! I 'm not a crank, Jack." "Precious near it," he returned gravely. "Wait and see. You said, last week, that Adam was a worthy subject for our efforts." "He was. The way he elected himself champion of that little humpback was superb. She is n't of the type to appeal to the average boy; and I rejoiced in Hosie's downfall." His tone was still grave. Isabel Dering's gravity broke up in a laugh. "You know you spite Hosie because he compared you to a pig under a gate, Jack. But Adam is a dear. He is fighting all Shcba's battles now, at least three battles a day. The worst of it is, I suspect he is moved thereunto, not only by chivalry, but by an inherent desire ...