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"Ah," said she, "I wish you could have seen that extraordinary scene, and heard dear Mr. Raby. Oh, madam, let nothing make you believe you have no place in his great heart!" "Pray, pray, do not speak of that. This is no place. How could I bear it?" and Mrs. Little began to tremble. Grace apologized. "How indiscreet I am; I blurt out every thing that is in my heart."
And so thoroughly did it engross him that it was not until a truck had come to a full stop behind him, and a driver mingled a shout with the tooting of his horn, that he turned to allow its passage. "Did n't hear you, old man," he apologized. "Could you give a fellow a lift?" "Guess so." It was friendly, even though a bit disgruntled; "hop on."
My grandfather seems to have apologized to his bride for the disorderly state of the garden to which she was about to-go home, and in reply she quaintly and vehemently congratulates herself upon this unpromising fact. For "I do so dearly love grubbing." This touches another point. She was a botanist, and painted a little. So were most of the lady gardeners of her youth.
My Lady sat clinging, at first angry-eyed, but in a moment softened by my discomfiture. "Your partner is rather sudden," she averred. "He asked permission of neither me nor the mule." "He meant well. He isn't used to women," I apologized. "More used to mules, I judge." "Yes. If he had asked the mule it would have objected, whereas it's delighted."
The young Spaniard who had stood forward so conspicuously on the trial, was in my boat; in stepping in he accidentally trod on my foot in passing forward; he turned and apologized, with much natural politeness "he hoped he had not hurt me?" I answered kindly, I presume who could have done so harshly? This emboldened him apparently, for he stopped, and asked leave to sit by me.
"I I want a tree myself!" "Ye see, it's just this," apologized Lydia Ann feverishly. "They give us things, of course, but they never make anythin' of doin' it, not even ter tyin' 'em up with a piece of red ribbon. They just slip into our bedroom an' leave 'em all done up in brown paper an' we find 'em after they're gone. They mean it all kind, but I'm so tired of gray worsted and sensible things.
"I know you valued that set so highly. Take mine for it." "Oh, no, indeed," replied Dorothy, her voice strained, for the set had been a gift from her little brother Roger, and he had used the first money he ever earned to buy it. "Perhaps I can have it mended." Cologne, Edna, and Tavia put their heads together. Presently they apologized to Dorothy and left the room. "Wonder what's up now?"
Seeing me on my knees, he apologized for intruding, and in his shy way put a ten-pound note into my hand, saying, "I am ashamed it is not more; but will you accept that?" With this, he made for the door; but I detained him, in order to show him the part of my letter I had not read in the morning.
"Oh, Greystoke!" cried a major, and stepped forward with outstretched hand. "Preswick," acknowledged Tarzan as he took the proffered hand. "I didn't recognize you at first," apologized the major. "The last time I saw you you were in London in evening dress. Quite a difference 'pon my word, man, you'll have to admit it." Tarzan smiled and turned toward the colonel.
Molly came, bringing cocoa, a cereal, hot biscuit and crab-apple preserves, all attractively arranged on a large tray. "I didn't bring much, Miss Susie," she apologized. "It's so late, and I don't want you to spoil your dinner. We're going to have the grandest chicken that ever came out of an egg." Susan surveyed the tray with delighted eyes.
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