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When Aurelia got to be about sixteen, a man came to the house whom her mother welcomed joyfully, and treated with much confidentiality, receiving him with much intimacy of friendship, as being a dear old friend. He came more and more frequently, and the Baroness's style of existence was soon greatly altered for the better.
For by this time it had become patent to his watchful eyes that among the swarms of visitors of the male, and therefore, to him, obnoxious sex, at whose coming Lilith's glance would brighten, and with whom she would converse with a kind of affectionate confidentiality when others were present, and apparently even more so when others were not, that objectionable personage was the said Laurence Stanninghame.
The beauty of this man and his easy confidentiality, not familiar, but marked by a mild and even dignity, made many women impassioned of him. He was licentious as men, and particularly as actors go, but not a seducer, so far as I can learn. I have traced one case in Philadelphia where a young girl who had seen him on the stage became enamored of him.
The whity-brown man's seriousness, his confidentiality, his keen desire to sell, his mysticism and misty English, the ruddy young man interpreted as manifestations of the arts and wiles by means of which innocent strangers from far away lands are tempted into bankruptcy bargains.
As long as she remained, she declares that we two would have continued to quarrel; and I suppose that she was right, for when she was gone we fell at once into a sort of confidentiality. Northmour stared after her as she went away over the sand hill. "She is the only woman in the world!" he exclaimed with an oath. "Look at her action."
"President Woodruff," I replied, "we've been spared temporarily. The axe will not fall for a few moments. It depends on ourselves, now, whether it shall fall or not." "Come into the other room," he said, under his voice, in an eager confidentiality, like a child with a secret.
As long as she remained, she declares that we two would have continued to quarrel; and I suppose that she was right, for when she was gone we fell at once into a sort of confidentiality. Northmour stared after her as she went away over the sand-hill "She is the only woman in the world!" he exclaimed with an oath. "Look at her action."
It it's dangerous." "Oh, but it is a dream of a waist!" said Kitty. "You wait until you see it." "No!" pleaded Billy again. "Not a blue one! If you wore a blue one I couldn't help but notice it was blue. It isn't safe. Don't wear a blue one, or a green one, or a brown one. Just a white one. Not any other color; just white. You see," he said with sudden confidentiality, "I'm a detective.
The trouble is that they don't make her sacred to every one that has the soul of a woman," Mrs. Wilmington teased. "I know it doesn't," Jack returned, in helpless scorn, as he left Mrs. Munger alone to his aunt. "Do you suppose he still cares anything for her?" Mrs. Munger asked, with cosey confidentiality. "Who knows?" Mrs. Wilmington rejoined, indolently.
As long as she remained, she declares that we two should have continued to quarrel; and I suppose that she was right, for when she was gone we fell at once into a sort of confidentiality. Northmour stared after her as she went away over the sand-hill. "She is the only woman in the world!" he exclaimed, with an oath. "Look at her action."
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