Peggy O'Neal

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Portrait of Alfred Henry Lewis Alfred Henry Lewis,  Peggy O'Neal

“ Peg began to weep, and I could hear the sharp catching of her sobs. Suddenly the moan came sighing up to me:
“Oh, if there were no such word as right or justice or duty, but only love—just love!” Then with a quick backward twist of her form that was like an impulse, and as replete of a swift grace as any suppleness of that long ago leopard whereof she would so often make me think, Peg turned herself in my arms, and with her own encircling my neck lay crying on my bosom.
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Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Alfred Henry Lewis Alfred Henry Lewis,  Peggy O'Neal

“ And how any, even a woman and a rival, might look her deep eyes through and doubt her, masters conjecture! Peg's hair—hanging in long curls about her neck and shoulders—was black; fine as silk or cobwebs; black, yet with the gold-black of the black Saxon. And her skin was snow and peach-blow. There was meditation, too, in her wide brow; and her mouth, with teeth like milk, was both firm and loving. Also, there was that in her atmosphere to bring brave men to her. It was upon one in a moment that Peg, while tender to be hurt, was hard to conquer; sensitive, she would feel her fate ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Alfred Henry Lewis Alfred Henry Lewis,  Peggy O'Neal

“ A best course would be to reply nothing, whether of denial or comment or endorsement, but let Peg talk her talk out unrestrained.
However, catching the fashion of her with the fringe of my eye as I went for more ink on my pen, and observing her face to seem over sad and considerate, I spoke up to cheer her.
“And now what are your thoughts?” said I.
“I was just wanting to be a man, that's all.” And Peg stared straight ahead as though in a muse. Then starting up, and with a rush of vivacity: “Heigh ho! and now if I were, I'll wager I'd be as dull as the others—as dull as you, watch-dog.”
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Source: Gutenberg

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