. Emmy Lou : her book & heart . Jt the High School gate Miss Mac Lauren raised her eyesagain.*^ EMMY LOU thought so too, made Miss MacLauren lookbetter. Her spirits soared intoxicatingly. This wasa new sensation. Miss MacLauren did notknow herself, the sound of her gay chattingand laughter was strange in her ears. Perhapsit was an unexpected revelation to the others,too. William was not looking pleased, but theother boy was looking at her. Something made Miss MacLauren feel dar-ing. She looked up—suddenly—at the otherboy—square. To be sure, she looked downquicker, that part being involuntary,
. Emmy Lou : her book & heart . Jt the High School gate Miss Mac Lauren raised her eyesagain.*^ EMMY LOU thought so too, made Miss MacLauren lookbetter. Her spirits soared intoxicatingly. This wasa new sensation. Miss MacLauren did notknow herself, the sound of her gay chattingand laughter was strange in her ears. Perhapsit was an unexpected revelation to the others,too. William was not looking pleased, but theother boy was looking at her. Something made Miss MacLauren feel dar-ing. She looked up—suddenly—at the otherboy—square. To be sure, she looked downquicker, that part being involuntary, as well asthe blush that followed. The blush was dis-concerting, but the sensation, on the whole,was pleasurable. At the High School gate. Miss MacLaurenraised her eyes again. The lowering and theblush could be counted on; the only hard partwas to get them raised. She was blushing as she turned to go in ;she was laughing, too, to hide the blush. Andthis was the Elixir of which Rosalie drank; itmounted to the brain. Intuit
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