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Gaston, I think they come to try us mothers if they find us out not fit they don't stay. Such a lot of babies don't stay!" "Why Joyce!" Gaston tried to turn his gaze from that awful baby-stare. "Full of whim-whams and moonshine. You must get about more. You must come up to Drew's house to-morrow. It's a palace of a place and Filmer had a letter from Drew to-day.
Coleman reflected upon the probable result of a direct appeal to Nora. He knew of course that such appeals were usually idle, but he did not consider Nora an ordinary person. His decision was to venture it. He drew his horse close to hers. " Nora," he said, " do you know that you are raising the very devil? She lifted her finely penciled eyebrows and looked at him with the baby-stare.
You 'ain't done nothing. It's just that the the time's come, that's all. You know it had to. It always has to. If you don't know it, a woman like like you ought to. Gad! I used to think you was the kind would break as clean as a whistle when the time came to break." "Break, Max?" "Yes, break. And don't gimme the baby-stare like that, neither. You know what I mean alrighty.
Of all things! Lew Kaminer!" She looked away to smile. "Drink it all down, baby-stare," he said, lifting the glass to her lips. They were well concealed and back away from the thinning patter of the crowd, so that, as he neared her, he let his face almost graze indeed touch, hers. She made a great pretense of choking. "O-oh! burns!" "Drink it down-like a major."
"Looks like rather good material, doesn't he, Bender?" inquired Mr. Trotter. "Green, of course, and yet " "I didn't come here to discuss Navy athletics," replied Midshipman Bender. "Oh, an official visit is that it?" asked shipman Hayes, favoring the official visitor with a baby-stare.
You're too good-looking and valuable to yourself to lose your head just all on account of a little moonlight flirtation with a good-looking millionaire. You don't suppose for an instant that there's anything in it for yours, do you? You're nothing to Maitland just an incident; next time he meets you, the baby-stare for yours.
She sipped again, this time almost to the depth of the glass. "The way to find out about a person, Lew, is to room with 'em in the same boardin'-house. Beware of the baby stare is all I can tell you. Beware of that." "That's what you got," he said, leaning across to top her hand with his, "two big baby stares." "Well, Lew Kaminer," she said, "you'd kid your own shadow. Callin' me a baby-stare.
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