t surprised at that. I don’t admire the man, even if he is your 深圳按摩邪骨 step-father.”
“Oh, you needn’t check your feelings on my account. I never could like him.”
“How did the trouble begin?”
“It began with Roland. I’ll tell you about it,” and Oliver told what had occurred.
Frank listened in silence.
“I think you did right,” he said. “I wouldn’t submit to be ordered round by such a popinjay. He’s the most
disagreeable boy I know, and my sister thinks so, too.”
“He seems to admire your sister.”
“She doesn’t appreciate his attentions. He’s always coming up and wanting to walk with her, though she is cool enough with him.”
Oliver was glad to hear this. To tell the 暗访深圳按摩店 truth, he had a boyish fancy for Carrie Dudley himself, which was not surprising, for she was the prettiest girl in the village. Though he had not supposed she looked favorably upon Roland, it was pleasant to be assured of this by the young lady’s brother.
“Poor Roland!” he said, smiling. “Your sister may give him the heartache.”
“Oh, I guess his heart’s pretty tough. But here we are.”
Frank Dudley’s father was a successful physician. His mother was dead, and her place in the household was supplied by his father’s sister, Miss Pauline Dudley, who, though an old maid, had a sunny temperament and kindly disposition. The doctor’s house, though not as pretentious as Mr. Kenyon’s, was unusually pleasant and attractive.
“Aunt Pauline,” said Frank to his aunt, who was sitting on a rocking chair on the front piazza, “I have brought 深圳桑拿怎么样 Oliver home to supper.”
“I am very glad to see you, Oliver,” said Miss Dudley. “I wish you would come oftener.”
“Thank you, Miss Dudley; I am always glad to come here. It is so pleasant and social compared with――”
He paused, thinking it not in good taste to refer unfavorably to his own home.
“I understand,” said Miss Dudley. “You must be lonely at home.”
“I am,” said Oliver briefly.
“Not much company, and that poor,” whispered Frank.
Oliver nodded assent.
Here Carrie Dudley appeared and cordially welcomed Oliver.
“Carrie seems glad to see you, Oliver,” said Frank; “but you must not feel too much elated. It’s only on account of your relationship to Roland. She’s perfectly infatuated with that boy.”
Like most brothers, Frank liked to tease his sister.
“Roland!” repeated Carrie, tossing her head. “I hope I have better taste 深圳按摩女打飞机 than to like him.”
“It’s all put on, Oliver. You mustn’t believe what she says.”
“Didn’t I see Roland walking with you yesterday?” asked Oliver, willing to join in the teasing.
“Because I couldn’t get rid of him,” retorted Carrie.
“He thinks you are over head and ears in love with him,” said Frank.
“I don’t believe he thinks anything of the kind. If he does, he is very much mistaken; that is all I can say.”
“Don’t tease your sister any more, Frank,” said Oliver. “I don’t believe she admires Roland any more than I do.”
“Thank you, Oliver. I am glad to have you on my side,” said the young lady graciously. “I shouldn’t mind if I never saw Roland Kenyon.”
“Stop your quarrelling, young people, and walk in to supper,” said Miss Pauline.
“Where is your father to-night, Frank?” asked Oliver, as they ranged themselves round the 深圳桑拿技师工作过程 neat supper table.
“He has been sent for to Claremont. He won’t be back till late, probably. You will please look upon me as the head of the household while he is away.”
“I will, most learned doctor.”
The evening meal passed pleasantly. Oliver could not help contrasting it with the dull and formal supper he was accustomed to take at home, and his thoughts
“I wish I had as pleasant a home as you, Frank.”
“You had better come and live with us, Oliver.”
“I should like to.”
“Suppose you propose it to Mr. Kenyon. I don’t believe he prizes your society very much.”
“Nor I. He wouldn’t 深圳桑拿水会有什么服务 mind being rid of me, but Roland would probably object to my coming here.”
“I didn’t think of that.”
“I should like to have you with us, Oliver,” said Miss Pauline.