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Angelique accepted his admiration as her due, feeling no thanks, but looking many. "The Chevalier Bigot does not lose his politeness, however long he absents himself!" said she, with a glance like a Parthian arrow well aimed to strike home. "I have been hunting at Beaumanoir," replied he extenuatingly; "that must explain, not excuse, my apparent neglect."

And she shook the false curls with mock severity. Mrs. Gray began her own lament and disclaimer of any responsibility in Winifred's apostasy. "But the dear child's voice," she said extenuatingly, "has really been very much taxed." "It's not that," said Winifred, honestly. But Mrs. Schoolman's eye was caught by the guest next in line and further explanations were unnecessary.

Rebecca's tone was somewhat censorious, "your father's been so poor perhaps he couldn't afford breast-pins, but I should have thought he'd have given your mother a wedding ring when they were married; that's the time to do it, right at the very first." "They didn't have any real church dress-up wedding," explained Clara Belle extenuatingly.

He was a fugitive from justice for a time, but upon his return was looked upon extenuatingly as the "victim of circumstances" and he never languished in jail. Money was the standard of everything. The propertied person could commit any kind of crime, short of murder, and could at once get free on bail. But what happened to the accused who was poor?

Garnet told the New Englander much about New England, touching extenuatingly on the blueness of its laws, the decay of its religion, and the inevitable decline of its industries. The visitor, with only an occasional "Don't you think, however" seemed edified.

However, she told herself, extenuatingly, "Men can't sew, so they can't work evenings. They are better off talking here than they would be in the billiard-saloon." Ellen, at that time of her life, had a slight, unacknowledged feeling of superiority over men of her own class. She regarded them very much as she regarded children, with a sort of tolerant good-will and contempt.

"What are you doing here?" she continued, inhospitably addressing the darkness before her. "I went to sleep" the voice explained, "on the other side of the pillar." "How silly!" said Peggy, severely, "didn't you see me here?" "It was a little dim," the voice apologized and, Peggy's silence still condemning, "you should have snored," it continued extenuatingly.

"Still," thought Paul, extenuatingly, "perhaps that is his way." As the conversation began to flag, Paul was reminded of his errand by Dawkins saying, in a tone which was half a sneer, "Have you any business with Mr. Danforth this morning, or did you merely come in out of curiosity?" "I have called to see Mr. Danforth," said Paul. "He is usually pretty busy in the morning," said Dawkins.