قراءة كتاب A Colony of Girls
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A Colony of
Girls
By
KATE LIVINGSTON
WILLARD
New York
Dodd, Mead and Company
Copyright, 1892, by Dodd, Mead & Company.
All rights reserved.
CONTENTS.
| PAGE | ||
| I. | The Lawrences and Others, | 1 |
| II. | Nan's Ship Arrives, | 11 |
| III. | A Leaf from Helen's Past, | 24 |
| IV. | A Sail on the "Cyclone," | 38 |
| V. | Sunset-hour on the Cliffs, | 51 |
| VI. | A Dinner at the Manor, | 59 |
| VII. | A Walk in the Shrubbery, | 69 |
| VIII. | Nan Rebels, | 88 |
| IX. | A Flying Machine and What Came of It, | 97 |
| X. | Miss Stuart's Arrival, | 118 |
| XI. | Dull Days, | 131 |
| XII. | Eddying Currents, | 139 |
| XIII. | An Invitation, | 156 |
| XIV. | A Dance at Crescent Beach, | 171 |
| XV. | Helen is Puzzled, | 184 |
| XVI. | "It was only my Imagination," | 193 |
| XVII. | The "Vortex" Departs, | 206 |
| XVIII. | A Rift in the Clouds, | 224 |
| XIX. | A Cablegram, | 244 |
| XX. | "Peace on Earth—Good Will to Men," | 259 |
A COLONY OF GIRLS.
CHAPTER I.
THE LAWRENCES AND OTHERS.
"I cannot understand why the children do not return from the beach. They have been gone so long."
"None too long," sighed Nathalie Lawrence, swinging lazily to and fro in a hammock which was hung across one end of the veranda. "What a heaven it is without them. I declare, Helen," she continued, addressing her sister in aggrieved tone, "we do get a lot of those children, somehow or other. For my part, I cannot see why you let them stay about with us all the time, when they are a thousand times better off with Mary," and she gave a vindictive tug at a rope fastened to the railing, which sent the hammock back and forth with the utmost rapidity.
"Take care, Nat; you will be out next, and there will be a hubbub worse than the children would think of making in their wildest moments."
The young girl who thus spoke laughed a low, musical laugh, and looked up from her book with a pair of wide-open blue eyes.
"Nathalie, as usual, thinks only of herself," said Helen with a frown, as she walked away.
"I never can say one word about those children without raising Helen's ire. She spoils them, and she might as well admit it."
"In my short and uneventful career," responded Jean smiling, "I have not found that people are over-fond of admitting anything, least of all their weaknesses. I don't see how you can expect Helen to be superior to all the rest of the world—yourself and myself included. Now, imagine," she continued tantalizingly, "if anyone insisted upon your admitting your weakness for Mr. Church——"
"Oh, keep quiet, Jean; you are too stupid."
"Dear, dear," cried Jean, jumping up and closing her book, "of course I am, and that is my weakness; so now we are quits."
Nathalie tossed her head as much as her position would permit.
"Jean Lawrence," she said solemnly, "you bore me."
"What a catastrophe!" Jean flung back