Guenn; A Wave on the Breton Coast Volume 2
(This historic book may have numerous typos and missing te...)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 edition. Excerpt: ... one must say, and a happy bright face, when everything else is dull." She glanced at the familiar things about her, dull enough to-day in the drizzling rain,--"and if you want to be a model,--not that he has painted your kind yet," she said jealously. "I don't know as he likes your kind,"--she looked discontentedly at the superb color in Guenn's face. "I wouldn't mind taking you up there. I haven't much to do this morning." She began to smooth her hair with her hand in anticipation. "I must see Monsieur Hamor any way," the small garrulous voice went on: "I am going over to Quimper to-morrow. There's something he wants me to bring him from Quimper,"--with importance. "If I should take you up, he would paint you. He paints everybody and everything, you know, and if you are afraid to go up alone, you needn't be afraid with me." What perverse spirit suddenly possessed this harmless and insipid little person that she managed to combine in her weak discourse all that was needful to destroy Guenn's rational plans, to turn her from her safe chosen path, to set the hot heart beating fast again, to re-establish the power of the old witchery, beckoning her on against her will? Guenn herself never knew why the wandering eyes, drawling voice, and complacent allusions to Hamor, nearly maddened her and started her off as if pursued by furies. She interrupted the silly prattle with an imperious gesture, and one consuming look of utter scorn, then sprang past the foolish speaker into the lane, flung open the gate, and crossed the court with her long swift step. No dowager duchess with a train could be so majestic as this angry Breton girl, in her short patched skirts and clattering sabots, which, urged on by her ardent spirit, flew over the ground, as if...
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