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And on earth, my dears, what are we to do with him? 'Pack him off, my dear lady, said I: 'pack off the impudent fellow double-quick! And if it may be, and if your good heart allows it, help him a little on the way he has to go. 'What's this pie? she cried stridently. 'Where is this pie from, Flora? 'Is that my port? she pursued. 'Hough! Will somebody give me a glass of my port wine?
He has a way a wriggle with his shoulders in company I cannot describe it to you; so slight! so elegant! and he is all that a woman could desire. But who could be safe in any part of the earth, my dears, while papa will go about so, and behave so extraordinarily?
The reviews speak well of the Canadian book. Love to you all, and tell Alan how much I think of him. Bless you, my dears. Write often. Yours as ever, SARAH. 1 March. Woe betide the person who owns anything out here: he is instantly deprived of it.
"This is an Indian Army List of three years back," he explained, "and here is the very gentleman we want-'Heatherstone, J. B., Commander of the Bath, my dears, and 'V.C., think of that, 'V.C. 'formerly colonel in the Indian Infantry, 41st Bengal Foot, but now retired with the rank of major-general. In this other column is a record of his services 'capture of Ghuznee and defence of Jellalabad, Sobraon 1848, Indian Mutiny and reduction of Oudh.
She explained to Rob that he must guard the basket, and that they must sit still. "Goodbye, dears. Say a prayer for sister, Rob. If you ever see father and mother, tell them I took care of you." Then the water seized the insecure vessel, and out into the dark night it floated. The next day Mr.
"We may take part ourselves, mother? We must take part! Get lots and lots of presents, and let us hunt with the rest!" "Certainly, dears, certainly. It is your party as much as mine; of course you must hunt. I'll run up to town and buy the presents at the stores. You must help me to think of suitable things. Bags, purses, umbrellas, blotters, manicure-cases "
'I am sorry to say "no" to any petition you make, my dears, said the kind lady; 'but prudence forbids my granting your request to-day, as misfortunes will happen, and are very likely to happen, where such a young gentleman as you describe Master Maurice Firman to be is of the party.
"Yes?" Cynthia fidgeted with a little tassel for some moments, then, suddenly exclaiming: "You dears!" kissed first me and then Poirot, and rushed out of the room again. "What on earth does this mean?" I asked, surprised. It was very nice to be kissed by Cynthia, but the publicity of the salute rather impaired the pleasure.
It was always the same story, but the stars never wearied of it. It was the story of the Christmas star the Star of Bethlehem. When Mother Moon had finished the story the little stars always said: "And the star is shining still, isn't it, Mother Moon, even if we can't see it?" And Mother Moon would answer: "Yes, my dears, only now it shines for men's hearts instead of their eyes."
"And shall we come to stay at Miss Payne's for the Easter holidays?" cried the boys in chorus, as Katherine took leave of them the next day. "I hope so, dears, but I am not sure." "Then will you come down to Sandbourne? That would be jolly." "I cannot promise, Cecil. We will see." "But, auntie, we'll not have to go to Castleford?" "Why? Would you not like to go?" "No. Would you, Charlie?
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