Holly: The Romance of a Southern GirlBarbour, Ralph Henry
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Holly: The Romance of a Southern Girl
Barbour, Ralph Henry
Courtship -- Fiction; Love stories; Southern States -- Fiction
“Then the matter is settled,” answered the Major, with a gratified
smile. “Unless――――” He paused.
“More difficulties?” asked Winthrop, patiently.
“I hope not, sir, but I won’t deny that Miss India may spoil our plans.”
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“You mean that she may not want to take a boarder?”
“Well, it’s this way, Mr. Winthrop.” The Major cleared his throat.
“Miss Wayne has always been prejudiced against Northerners, but――――”
“Really? But she seemed kindness itself this afternoon.”
“I’m delighted to hear it, sir, delighted! And allow me to say, Mr.
Winthrop, sir, that you couldn’t have played a stronger card than you
did.”
“Card? What do you mean, Major?”
“I mean that in losing consciousness as you did, sir, you accomplished
more than I could have accomplished in an hour’s argument. It was very
well done, sir, for I assure you that it was only by representing you
as an invalid that I was able to prevail on Miss India to remain here,
sir, until your arrival. When I found that I had missed you at the
office I feared that you would perhaps unwittingly give the impression
of being a――a well man, sir, and thus prejudice the lady against you.
But as it happened, sir, you played just the card calculated to win the
trick.”
“But, Great Scott!” exclaimed Winthrop, exasperatedly; “you don’t think
for a moment, do you, that I deliberately simulated illness in order
to work on her sympathies?”
“Of course not,” said the Major, earnestly. “How could you have known?
No, no; I merely congratulated you on the fortunate――ah――coincidence,
sir.”
“Oh! Then I am to understand that as a well man Miss Wayne will refuse
to harbor me, but as an invalid she will consent to do so――for a
consideration?”
“Exactly, Mr. Winthrop; that is just how it stands, sir.”
“And having once been accepted will it be necessary for me to continue
to pose as an invalid for the rest of my stay?” he asked dryly.
“We-ell,” answered the Major, hesitatingly, “I don’t deny that it would
help, but I don’t reckon it’ll be absolutely necessary, sir.”
Winthrop smiled.
“I’m glad to hear it, for I’m rather tired of being an invalid, and I
don’t think I should enjoy even making believe for very long. May I
ask whether Miss Wayne’s dislike for persons from my section of the
country is ineradicable, Major?”
“I sincerely hope not, sir!” replied the Major, earnestly. “Her
brother’s views on the subject were very――ah――settled, sir, and Miss
India had the highest respect for his opinions. But she has never had
the fortune, I believe, to meet with a real Northern gentleman, Mr.
Winthrop.” And the Major bowed courteously.
“And the niece? Miss――――?”
“Holly, sir. Well, she is guided largely by her Aunt, Mr. Winthrop,
and doubtless clings to many of her father’s convictions, but she has
a well-developed sense of justice and a warm heart, sir, and I believe
her prejudices can be dispelled.”
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