been left a modest legacy, that, though making him far from wealthy, was still enough to support him in idleness.
He lacked the spur of necessity which urged men on to greater deeds.
In short, Richard was one of those worthless ornaments of society that live, and die without doing much good or any great harm.
That he was an ornament, however, none dared to deny, and the expressive brown eyes of the girl, who had seated herself beside him bore ample testimony that she was not unconscious of his manly charms.
Dick took off his straw hat, and after running his firm, white fingers through his kinky, light hair, crossed one leg over the other, while he brooded moodily on his peculiar fate. The frank, boyish expression, that had won him so many admirers, was displaced by a heavy frown, and his bright blue eyes gazed unseeingly over the beautiful vista before him.
