José — page 144: what you’re looking at

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JOSE. 137 With an almost affectionate nod of the head she turned away and sat down in the chair assigned her by the young man. The latter’s face wore a look of mingled surprise and doubt as, observing the girl’s pleasant mien, he took the chair that stood at her side. He hailed with evident satisfac- tion the entrance at that moment of Brown, whom he received with a “glad you came, sir.” “Take a seat,” he continued; “so that we may for once be all together. Iam disposed to think our new mistress will inculcate some respect for season- able hours into our minds shortly.” Mary, on the contrary, met her father’s eye with a long, questioning look, and then gazed down at the plate in front of ler. The meal was dispatched in silence. At length the overseer arose and pushed his chair aside. Then the girl spoke. “We shall see each other at the table only, I sup- pose, Mr. McAllister,” she said, “I desire that you teach my Mexican pony to be friends with me. The gentlemen will be ata loss for time to escort me every day. Let me know when you have a half hour to spare.” “Gladly, madam—to-morrow!” said the overseer, joyously. He left the room, and McGregor’s eyes were directed toward NHattie, who, standing behind the large tea-service, was awaiting the end of the meal. | “Do not. let us detain you, Hattie; we are about done and may possibly remain some time chatting,” he said. | Expressing her gratification by a nod of the head, the housekeeper arose and followed the overseer. Eomichooks (e(o)