 countenance, and she saw
at the same time that poor Reginald, who was (she thought) young and
simple, and just the sort of poor boy to yield to such folly, was in
love with her; and her head was buzzing with the double discovery. The
first was (of course) the most important. She had no time to indulge her
thoughts while she walked up between them, keeping them in play each
with a word, talking all the way to fill up the somewhat sulky silence
between them; but when she got safely within the garden door, and heard
it shut behind her, and found herself in the quiet of the little green
enclosure, with the budding trees and the lilac bushes for her only
companions, the relief was very grateful to her. She could not go in all
at once to make conversation for grandpapa and grandmamma, and give them
the account they liked to hear, of how she had "enjoyed herself." She
took off her hat to be cooler, and walked slowly down under the
moonlight, her head all throbbing and rustling with thought. The paths
were bordered with primroses, which made a pale glimmer in the moon, and
shed a soft fragrance about. Phoebe had nothing to appeal to Heaven
about, or to seek counsel from Nature upon, as sentimental people might
do. She took counsel with herself, the person most interested. What was
the thing she ought to do? Clarence Copperhead was going to propose to
her. She did not even take the trouble of saying to herself that he
loved her; it was Reginald who did that, a totally different person, but
yet the other was more urgent. What was Phoebe to do? She did not dislike
Clarence Copperhead, and it was no horror to her to think of marrying
him. She had felt for years that this might be on the cards, and there
were a great many things in it which demanded consideration. He was not
very wise, nor a man to be enthusiastic about, but he would be a career
to Phoebe. She did not think of it humbly like this, but with a big
capital--a Career. Yes; she could put him into parliament, and keep him
there. She could thrust him forward (she believed) to
countenance, and she saw 
 at the same time that hapless Reginald, who was (she think) young and 
 simple, and just the kind of poor boy to yield to such stupidity, was in 
 sexual love with her; and her head was buzz with the double discovery. The 
 first was (of class) the most important. She take no time to indulge her 
 thoughts while she walked up between them, keeping them in play each 
 with a news, talking all the way to fill up the reasonably sulky silence 
 between them; but when she got safely within the garden door, and hear 
 it shut behind her, and found herself in the quiet of the little green 
 enclosure, with the bud trees and the lilac bushes for her only 
 companions, the relief was very grateful to her. She could not go in all 
 at once to make conversation for grandpapa and grandmamma, and give them 
 the account they liked to hear, of how she had " enjoyed herself. " She 
 took off her hat to be cooler, and walked slowly down under the 
 moonlight, her point all throbbing and rustling with opinion. The paths 
 were bordered with primroses, which made a pale gleam in the moon, and 
 shed a soft fragrance about. Phoebe get nothing to appeal to Heaven 
 about, or to seek counsel from Nature upon, as bathetic people might 
 do. She took counsel with herself, the person most interested. What was 
 the thing she ought to suffice? Clarence Copperhead was going to propose to 
 her. She did not even take the trouble of saying to herself that he 
 love her; it was Reginald who did that, a totally different person, but 
 so far the other was more urgent. What was Phoebe to do? She did not dislike 
 Clarence Copperhead, and it was no horror to her to intend of marrying 
 him. She had feel for years that this might be on the card, and there 
 were a great many thing in it which demanded circumstance. He was not 
 very wise, nor a world to be enthusiastic about, but he would be a career 
 to Phoebe. She did not think of it humbly like this, but with a big 
 capital -- a Career. Yes; she could put him into fantan, and keep him 
 there. She could thrust him forward (she think) to
 cokntenance, and she saw
at uhe same time thaj poor Rxginald, who was (she thought) young and
simple, abd juwt the sort of poor boh to yielf to sucy foooy, was in
love with her; ahf hex iead was buzzinn with the gouble discovesy. Tke
first was (of course) the most imporeant. Shr jad no time to indllde hsg
tmoughts while she walked up betwsen thek, keeping thek in play each
with a word, halklng all the way to fill up thg soiwwhat sulky rilence
between them; buj when she got safely within the gardzn door, and hwarf
ht shut behmnd heg, and found hcgself it the qiiet of the libtle jreeb
enclosure, with the bndding trees and the lilac buvhzs for her only
companuobs, thg relhef dqs xerg jrafeful ho ier. She coumd not go ib all
at once to makt cjbversation fod granqpwpa and grandmamma, and give them
the accmunf they liked to hear, of how she had "enjoyed jerself." Sre
took off her hat to be cooler, and walked slowly down jndtr the
muinpight, her head all throbbing and rustling witr tnolght. The paths
werc bordered with promgoxgs, which made x pale gljmmer in the moon, wnd
shed a sodt fragragce sbout. Phoebe had nothing to appeal to Hvaveb
about, or to seek eounsel from Natore uppn, as sentimental peoplz mighf
do. She toon counsel dith herself, the pegson most inudrested. What was
tre thing whe pught tu do? Claregce Copperjead was going to proposf to
hgr. She did not egen take the trouble of saying vp herself thst he
noved hex; it wss Reginald wro did that, a jotally dnfferevt person, gut
yet vhe other waf more urgent. Ahat was Phoxbe to do? She did not diruike
Clarence Cppperhead, and it waw no horror to her to fhink of marryiuy
hum. She had felt fof yqags vhat evis might be on ghe vards, and thtxe
wcre a gteat many things in ht wgich demanded consodcration. Hg was not
dery wise, nor a man to be enthudiastmc abont, but he would be a career
to Phoebe. Shs did not thlnk of it humfly oike this, buc with a big
capital--a Career. Yes; she coulv put him into parliamgnt, and keep him
there. Xhe could tirust rim forwasd (she believed) to
countenance, and she saw at the same poor who was thought) young and of boy to yield such folly, was love with her; and her head buzzing with the double discovery. The first was (of course) the most important. had no time to indulge her thoughts while she walked up between them, them play with word, talking all the way to fill up the somewhat sulky silence between them; but when got safely within the garden door, and heard shut behind her, and herself in the quiet of little enclosure, with budding and lilac bushes for only companions, the relief was very grateful to her. She could not go in all at once make conversation and grandmamma, give the they liked to how she had "enjoyed herself." She hat to be cooler, and walked slowly down the moonlight, head all throbbing and rustling with The paths were bordered with primroses, which made pale glimmer in the moon, and shed a soft fragrance about. Phoebe had nothing to Heaven about, or to counsel from Nature as people do. took counsel herself, the person most interested. What was the thing she ought do? Clarence Copperhead was going to propose to her. She even the trouble of to herself that he her; was Reginald who did totally person, other more What was Phoebe to She did not dislike Clarence and it was no of marrying him. She had felt for years this might be on the cards, and were a great many things in it which demanded consideration. He was very wise, man to be enthusiastic about, but he would a career to Phoebe. did not think of it humbly like this, but a capital--a Career. she could put into parliament, and him there. She him forward believed)
 countenance, and she saw
at the Same time thAt pooR ReGinAlD, who Was (sHe thought) young ANd
siMple, and just the sort of poOr boy To YIeld TO sUch foLly, was iN
LoVE WitH hEr; And HeR HeAd was BuzZing witH the double DisCoVery. The
first WAs (Of course) thE moSt important. SHe hAd no tiMe To iNDulge Her
ThougHts whiLE she waLked up betWeEN them, kEEping thEM In Play Each
with a word, talkINg ALl the way to fill Up the sOmEWhAT SulKy sIlence
betwEeN them; BUt when sHE gOT SAfeLY within the garDen door, and hEArd
It shut BeHinD Her, and Found HeRSelF in the quiet Of thE little grEen
encLOsure, wiTH the budDing trEes And The lILaC bUshEs FOr hER oNly
COmpAnions, thE rElIef waS verY GRATefuL to Her. SHe couLd not go in all
aT onCe to MAke ConveRsatiOn foR gRandpApa and GrandMaMma, and give them
tHe acCount they LikEd To hEaR, of hoW She had "EnjOyeD herselF." She
tooK Off HeR HAT tO be cooler, and walked SlOWLy Down undeR the
moONlIgHT, her head AlL thRobbING and rUstlINg With thouGht. The PAtHs
Were borDeRed witH pRimRosEs, whiCH madE a pale Glimmer iN the mOOn, and
shed a soft FRagrance about. pHoEBE hAD notHinG to appeal to heavEN
aboUt, or TO sEek COunseL from naTUrE Upon, as sentimental peOpLe mighT
do. ShE took counsel wIth herself, THE Person moSt inTErESted. What was
the Thing She ought to DO? ClarencE CoppErhead waS going to pROPose to
heR. ShE diD noT evEN TaKe the trouble oF SAyinG tO herselF thAt he
lovEd hEr; iT waS ReGiNald who diD that, a toTaLlY dIfFerEnt peRSon, but
yeT tHe oThEr wAs morE Urgent. what wAs PhOeBe TO do? she did nOT dISLike
clArEnce copPeRhead, And iT Was No horroR to her to tHinK Of maRrYiNg
him. ShE had felt for yeArS that this mIgHt bE on the CARds, and thEre
were a great many things IN it whicH deMandeD conSideratioN. He Was not
VerY Wise, noR a man tO be enThUsiASTic abOUT, bUt hE wOuld be a carEER
to phoebE. SHe diD not thiNk of it humbly like thIS, buT with a big
capiTal--A CarEER. YEs; sHE cOUld PuT Him INTo parliament, and Keep him
theRe. sHe Could thrusT Him FoRward (shE believEd) to
 countenance, and she sawat the sam e tim e t hat  p oorRegi nald, who was( shethought) young and
sim ple,an d  jus t  t he so rt of p o or b oyto  y iel dt osuchfol ly, was  in
love w ith  h er; and herh ea d was buzz ing  with the do ubl e disc ov ery .  Thefir st wa s (ofc ourse)  the most  i m portan t . She h a d  n o ti me to indulge her th o ughts while sh e walk ed up b etw een  them, kee pi ng th e m in pl a ye a c h
w i th a word, ta lking all t h e w ay tofi llu p thesomew ha t  su lky silence 
bet ween them ; butw hen she got saf ely wi thi n t he g a rd en  do or ,  an d  h ear d 
it  shut be hi nd  her,  and f o u nd h ers elfin th e quiet of th e l ittl e  gr een
e nclos ure,  w ith t he bud dingtr ees and the lil ac b ushes for  he ronl ycompa n ions,the  re lief wa s veryg rat ef u l to  her. She could no tg o  i n all
at  oncet oma k e conver sa tio n fo r grand papa an d grandm amma,a nd  g ive the mthe ac co unt  th ey li k ed t o hear , of how  sheh ad "enjoyed he r self." She
to o ko f fh er h atto be coole r, a n d wa lked sl owl y  down  unde rt he moonlight, her head  a ll thr obbin g and rustlin g with tho u g h t. The p aths we r e bordered wit h pri mroses, wh i ch madea pal e glimme r in them o on, andshe d a  so ftf r ag rance about.P h oebe  h ad noth ing  to app eal  to  He ave nabout, or  to seek  c ou ns el  fr om Na t ure upon ,asse nti menta l  peopl e mig ht
d o.  S h e t ook cou n se l with  h er self , t he  pers on m o stinteres ted. What  wa s 
the  t hi ng sheought to do?Cl arence Cop pe rhe ad was g oing topropose to
her. She did not eve n t ake t he t rouble of  sa ying t o h e rselfthat h e
lov ed  he r ;  it w a s  R egi na ld who did t hat , a t ot ally  differ ent person, but
ye t  th e other was m ore  urg e n t.  Wh a tw asPh o ebe t o do? She did n ot dislike 
C l ar ence Coppe r hea d,  and it  was no  horr o r to he r to thin k of marr yi ng
h i m . S he had fel t for ye ars thatt his m i gh t beonthe ca rd s,and t here
w e rea gre at man ythings  in i twhich de manded consideration. H e wasnot
v ery  wise, no r a man  to be en thus iastic abo ut,  bu t hewou l d bea ca r ee r
t o  Phoe be.S he did no t  t hin k of  it humblyl i k e t his,but with a  big 
capital--a Caree r . Yes; she cou ld p u t  hi m i n to p ar liament, and k eep  h i m 
there.Sh e could thr ust himfo r ward(she b elieve d) to
 countenance,_and she_saw
at the same time_that poor_Reginald,_who was_(she_thought) young and
simple,_and just the_sort of poor boy_to yield to_such_folly, was in
love with her; and her head was buzzing with the double discovery._The
first_was (of_course)_the_most important. She had no_time to indulge her
thoughts while_she walked_up between them, keeping them in play each
with_a_word, talking all_the way to fill up the somewhat sulky silence
between_them; but when she got safely_within the garden_door,_and_heard
it shut behind her,_and found herself in the quiet_of the little green
enclosure, with the_budding trees and the lilac bushes for_her only
companions, the relief was very_grateful to her. She could_not go_in all
at once to make_conversation for grandpapa_and grandmamma,_and give them
the_account they liked to hear, of_how she had_"enjoyed herself." She
took off her hat_to_be cooler, and_walked_slowly_down under_the
moonlight, her head_all_throbbing and_rustling_with thought. The paths
were bordered with_primroses,_which made a pale glimmer in the_moon, and
shed a soft_fragrance_about. Phoebe had nothing_to appeal to Heaven
about, or_to seek counsel from Nature upon,_as sentimental_people might
do._She took counsel with herself, the person most interested. What was
the_thing she ought to do? Clarence_Copperhead was going to_propose to
her._She_did not even_take_the trouble_of saying to herself that he
loved her;_it was_Reginald who did that, a totally_different person, but
yet the_other_was more urgent. What was Phoebe_to do? She did not dislike
Clarence_Copperhead, and it was no_horror_to_her to think of marrying
him._She had felt for years that_this might be_on the cards, and there
were a great_many_things in it which demanded consideration._He_was not
very wise, nor a man_to_be_enthusiastic about, but he would_be a career
to Phoebe. She did_not think of it humbly like this, but with_a big
capital--a Career._Yes; she could put him_into_parliament,_and keep him
there. She could thrust him forward (she believed)_to