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Certainly she did not tell Mrs. Mavick. Was she a person to run about with idle gossip? But it is certain that Evelyn knew that Philip had given up his situation in the office, that he had become a reader for a publishing house, that he had definitely decided to take up a literary career. And somehow it came into her mind that Philip knew that this decision would be pleasing to her.
Did he go he would repent, wearied and ennuyé, watching Evelyn, all rose-colored, moving with another through the minuet; tied himself perhaps to some pert miss, or cornered in a card-room by boisterous gamesters, or, drinking with his peers, called on to toast the lady of his dreams.
" 'Item, two lips indifferent red; item, two gray eyes, with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth." "Mr. Carleton, Sir," said Mrs. Evelyn, blandly," as Mr. Evelyn says, women may be forgiven for wondering, wont you answer Florence's question?" "Mr. Thorn has done it, Mrs. Evelyn, for me." "But I have great doubts of the correctness of Mr.
To stay involved inevitably a relief expedition a great expense of treasure and the loss of valuable lives; to come away would merely mean that the inhabitants of Khartoum would be 'taken prisoner by the Mahdi'. So Sir Evelyn Baring put it; but the case was not quite so simple as that.
"If Evelyn is alive, and I can discover her retreat, I will urge her to go to her husband, who needs her care. You know Mrs. Gerome, she is one of your patients. Come with me, and prevail upon her to receive me." In her eagerness she laid her hand on his arm, and even then noticed and wondered at the crimson that suddenly leaped into his olive face.
Evelyn than Mr. Longfellow." "But granting that it is an error," said Mr. Stackpole, "as you understood it what shows it to have been made by a man?" "Its utter ignorance of the subject, Sir." "You think they never waste their affections?" said he. "By no means! but I think they rarely waste so much in any one direction as to leave them quite impoverished." "Mr.
You know the tearoom brand of waitress maybe, and how distant they can be? But this one fairly sneers at us as she takes our order; although I kind of shrivels up in the chair and acts as humble as I know how. "That ain't Sister Evelyn, is it?" says I, as she disappears towards the back. "No, no," says Steele. "Miss Webb is at the little cashier's desk, by the door.
The physician on going his daily round now entered the ward with a look of sympathy in his kindly face, and as he glanced at the careworn creature seated in a corner, felt a sudden pang shoot through his generous heart. Another day dawned and Montague Arnold was yet on this side of the grave. Evelyn went to and from the old lodging, with a firmer step yet with an aching void at her heart.
"No," Vane assured her; "I'd a good deal rather talk to you." "I want to say something," Evelyn confessed. "I'm afraid I was rather unpleasant to you the evening before you sailed. I was sorry for it afterward; it was flagrant injustice." "Then I wonder why you didn't answer the letter I wrote at Nanaimo." "The letter? I never received one." Vane considered this for a few moments.
Stannard's side sat Lilian Archer, pale almost as a calla, and rarely smiling or speaking, but, as all Fort Whipple could see, she was there, whereas Evelyn Darrah had not been out since the night of the dance. The colonel had explained, as he was probably bidden, that Evvy had contracted a severe cold, and her mother could not leave her.
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