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"I am afraid it will take all day for me to dispose of the subjects assigned to me," said the professor, as he took his place again. "I hope it will," replied Mr. Woolridge. "Very much to my surprise, I have become deeply interested in the subjects you present, Professor." "It is better than the theatre," added Miss Blanche in a low tone to Louis.
The sound of a loud and angry voice became more and more distinct; and Rose, trembling through all her frame, said to her sister: "Do not let us remain here! Come into our room." "Why?" "We should hear, without designing it, the words of our father and he does not perhaps know that we are so near." "You are right. Come, come!" answered Blanche, as she rose hastily from her seat. "Oh! I am afraid.
When Lance Evelin sauntered into the hut he was assailed by a general chorus of questions. "What ridiculous story is this which my husband has been telling us, Mr Evelin?" inquired Mrs Staunton. "About the piano, you know," added Violet. "Is it actually true, Lance, that that absurd creature is really going to let us have one?" chimed in Blanche.
Oh, I wish you had never married that hateful Blanche Oleander, but lived free and happy with your mother and your Mollie. But it's too late now; you must forgive her, I suppose. I detest her like the mischief; but we must all keep the peace." "I suppose so, Mollie," with a dreary sigh. "You can't wish I had never married more than I do. It's a righteous punishment upon me, I suppose.
Blanche Moyat, who had been standing a few yards off, rejoined me. "Has the Duke sent for you to go there?" she asked, with obvious curiosity. "Yes. He has offered to lend me the village hall," I told her. "I expect that is what he wants to see me about." She tossed her head. "You didn't tell me so just now when I told you that father had offered to speak about it," she remarked.
There was no withstanding the simple and artless manner with which these words were spoken, and Blanche hung fondly over her grandfather's chair. The old man smiled as he listened to her, and, turning to the side where Guly sat, he said, in an apologetic manner: "Blanche's reasoning springs from her heart; she studies no etiquette save that which nature teaches."
Clymer Ketchum's party promised to bring together a number of persons with whom we are acquainted, and who were acquainted with each other. Mrs. Clymer Ketchum knew how to give a party. Let her only have carte blanche for flowers, music, and champagne, she used to tell her lord, and she would see to the rest, lighting the rooms, tables, and toilet.
It was heavy, but heavier still appeared to him the responsibility which it entailed, if one might judge from the deep sigh which escaped him. He glanced at little Blanche, but she still slumbered quietly, with her head resting on the wall and bent over her shoulder.
Let us find some employment, and earn our own living. It must be so proud and happy to earn one's living!" "Good little sister," said Blanche, kissing Rose. "What happiness! You have forestalled my thought; kiss me!" "How so?" "Your project is mine exactly. Yesterday, when I heard Dagobert's wife complain so sadly that she had lost her sight.
All this took place in less time than is occupied by the description. Rose and Blanche had hardly opportunity to exclaim twice: "Here, Spoil sport! down!" "Oh, good gracious!" said Mrs. Grivois, turning round at the noise. "There again is that monster of a dog he will certainly hurt my love. Send him away, young ladies make him get down it is impossible to take him with us."
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