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He's so fond of that young man Oswald, who Herbert tells me is positively the son of a grocer yes, I'm sure he said a grocer! and it seems, from what Herbert writes me, that this Oswald has brought a sister of his up this term from behind the counter, on purpose to set her cap at Ernest.
Yet that weak, amiable grocer, innocent and unsuspecting, lets her have it all her own way, and believes her just a little purer and whiter than the angels. Clever little thing, Lucy. Makes him think she loves him, I daresay." "My poor child loves her husband better than her own life, sir," breathed the father. "She is so happy, they love each other so, and she is my own flesh and blood.
I meant to say only this: if one does not address the crowd, it is right that the crowd should not pay one. It is political economy. Conclusion: if the artist has no income, he must starve! They think that the writer, because he no longer receives a pension from the great, is very much freer, and nobler. All his social nobility now consists in being the equal of a grocer. What progress!
"Isn't it a case of extraordinary likeness?" she asked, with a grave smile. "Oh, dear, no! I met his eye he showed that he knew me and then his voice. A grocer in an apron?" "This is very shocking," said Bertha, with a recovery of her natural humour. "Let us walk. Let us shake off the nightmare." The word applied very well to Rosamund's condition; her fixed eyes were like those of a somnambulist.
Smith's smile had been rather forced, and his face was still somewhat red as he picked his way through the crowded rooms to the place where he could see Frank Blaisdell standing alone, surveying the scene, his hands in his pockets. "Well, Mr. Smith, this is some show, ain't it? greeted the grocer, as Mr. Smith approached. "It certainly is." "Gee!
She raised her figure proudly. "Miss Tuttle, you have heard Chloe say that you were in the kitchen of Mr. Jeffrey's house when the grocer boy delivered the candles which had been left by your brother-in-law on the counter of the store where he bought them. Is this true?" "Yes, sir, it is true." "Did you see those candles?" "No, sir." "You did not see them?" "No, sir."
When the police searched the girl Prudent's room they discovered a complete infant's outfit, made by Rosalie herself, who had spent her nights for the last three months in cutting and sewing it. The grocer from whom she had bought her candles, out of her own wages, for this long piece of work had come to testify.
"Collinet, the grocer! that makes the sixty-sixth elector who has entered the Giguet house," said Monsieur Martener, who was practising his trade as examining-judge by counting the electors. "If Charles Keller is the ministerial candidate," resumed the sub-prefect, "I ought to have been told of it; the government makes a mistake in giving time for Simon Giguet to get hold of the electors."
Louise's earnings constituted the surest part of their revenue. What a strange paradox is the social life in large cities, where Weber's Last Waltz will bring the price of a four-pound loaf of bread, and one pays the grocer with the proceeds of Boccherini's Minuet! In spite of all, they had hard work to make both ends meet at the Gerards.
"Nothing," said Mr. Jernshaw, slowly. "Nothing; only I " "Well?" said the other, as he paused. "I there was an idea that you went to Australia to to better your condition," murmured the grocer. "That that you were not in a position to marry that " "Boy and girl nonsense," said Mr. Barrett, sharply. "Why, it's fifteen years ago. I don't suppose I should know her if I saw her. Is her mother alive?"
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