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"No; so let us keep out of his way."
"But without seeming to do so?"
"Oh, yes; as far as we can. We don't wish to hurt his feelings or his
mother's."
They carried out their plan of avoidance, and so skilfully that neither
mother nor son was quite sure it was intended. In fact, it was difficult
for them to believe that any girl could wish to shun the attentions of a
young man so attractive in every way as was Clarence Augustus Faude.
"I should like you to marry one of those girls," the mother said to her
son, chatting alone with him in her own room; "you could not do better,
for they are beautiful, highly educated and accomplished, and will have
large fortunes."
"Which?" he added sententiously, and with a smile that seemed to say, he
was conscious that he had only to take his choice.
"I don't care; there's hardly a pin to choose between them."
"Just my opinion. Well, I think I shall go for the brown eyes; as you tell
me the other is not yet out, and I hear the father refuses, on that plea,
to allow any one to pay his addresses--though, between you and me, Mrs.
F., I fancy he might make an exception in my favor.
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