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A French cook had been sent for by Mrs Turnbull; and not being mistress of the language, she had a card with the names of the dishes to refresh her memory, Mr Mortimer having informed her that such was always the custom among great people, who, not ordering their own dinners, of course they could not tell what there was to eat. "Mrs Turnbull, what soup have you there?" "Consummy soup, my lord.

The surprise which this species of vision caused to M. de Tregars was great, but did not keep him from reflecting what could be the meaning of this scene. How came this suspicious-looking man to have obtained access, without difficulty, into the grand parlor? Why had the baroness, on receiving his card, turned whiter than the laces on her dress?

Quiverful could sit down in the waiting-room while inquiry was being made of Mrs. Proudie's maid. "Look here, my man," said Mrs. Quiverful; "I must see her;" and she put her card and half-crown think of it, my reader, think of it; her last half-crown into the man's hand and sat herself down on a chair in the waiting-room.

The menaces of the Northern Power availed to defer the trial of the conspirators, and the affair was still undecided when the conspirators at Sofia played their last card. Bendereff was at that time acting as Minister of War, and found means to spread broadcast a rumour that Servia was arming as if for war.

"And he said I was to guv yo' dis yer," continued the little negro with portentous gravity, presenting a card. Miss Sally took it with a smile. It was a plain card on which was written with a pencil in a hand she hurriedly recognized, "Joseph Corbin."

Austin could do nothing but leave a card, and hope that he might be lucky enough to meet him by accident before long. So he turned back and made for the meadow by the river side, feeling sure that he would be safe from rabid dogs that time at any rate. And certainly no mysterious influences intervened to prevent him sitting on the stile for a rest, and indulging in pleasant thoughts.

And then Yada had gone out, knowing he was to be followed, and had tricked them beautifully, getting into an underground train going east, and, in all certainty, getting out again at the next station, chartering a cab, and returning west with Ayscough's card in his pocket.

Flexen ordered a car to be brought round, and was at the "Cart and Horses" by twenty past six. He found that Colonel Grey had indeed returned. He sent up his card; the maid came back and at once took him up to the Colonel's sitting-room. Grey received him with an air of inquiry, which grew yet more inquiring when Mr.

He hesitated for a short time, twisting his mustache, and then replied with great reluctance: "Well, if you are so determined, you may write your business upon your card." I therefore took out one, and on the back wrote in French the words which I knew must have the effect of obtaining an audience for me: "To give information regarding Miss Elma Heath."

'My landlord has a daughter named Bella. Yes; no doubt. Now, this name had been more or less in Mr Boffin's thoughts all the morning, and for days before; therefore he said: 'That's singular, too! unconsciously staring again, past all bounds of good manners, with the card in his hand. 'Though, by-the-bye, I suppose it was one of that family that pinted me out? 'No.