You will make me very happy if you will
tell me something I can do for you."
"You are helping me very much in your manner towards father, and
I do thank you from the very depths of my heart. In no way could
you have won from me a deeper gratitude. And--well--your kindness
almost tempts me to ask for another favor, Mr. Van Berg."
He sprang to her side and took her hand.
Quickly withdrawing it, she said with a little decisive node: "You
must sit down and sit still, for I have along, tiresome story to
tell, and a very prosaic favor to ask;" for she had resolved, "he
shall go forward now with his eyes open, and he shall never say I
won him by seeming what I was not. If I can't deal right by Jennie
Burton, I will by him."
"I shall find no service prosaic; see, I'm all attention," and he
did look very eager indeed.
"That encyclopaedia suggests my story, and I may have to refer
incidentally to myself."
"Leave the book out; I'll listen for ages."
"I should be out of breath before that. Mr. Van Berg, I'm in earnest;
I don't know anything worth knowing. My life has been worse than
wasted, and the only two things I understand well are dancing and
flirting.
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