Often had Natalie observed her, as she
received each admirer with the same bewitching smile, impressing him
with the belief that he of all others was the favored one, and he would
depart, to return again as early as the rules of propriety would admit,
considering the fair one was not yet out.
"Natalie," asked Winnie, as she seated herself at her embroidery, "why
did you not deign to give Mr. Redfield one of your winning smiles? You
are so reserved, and take so little notice of the gentlemen, that I
shall begin to think your charms are doomed to fade beneath the
convent veil."
"I was not aware that I did not receive Mr. Redfield with cordiality."
"Yes, but the absence of that fascinating air, which you know would
bring the most unyielding to your feet, is what I am lamenting. Had Mr.
Redfield been my only admirer, I should have been jealous of the glances
which he cast at you; but I don't know as there would be any occasion
for that, for you, whose heart is made for love, seem to be in no danger
at present of losing it."
"I certainly respect the gentlemen who visit us, but as for having a
preference for one more than another, I have not; and, Winnie dear, just
ask yourself if you ever give one thought to any one of those who
deceive themselves by thinking that they, of all others, are preeminent
in your regards.
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