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Katy Dare, on a little pony, with a riding skirt reaching nearly to the ground! with her trim little figure clearly outlined by the fabric with a jaunty little riding hat balanced lightly upon her ringlets with her cheeks full of roses, her lips full of smiles, her eyes dancing like two blue waves, which the wind agitates! Don't find fault with her, Mrs. Grundy, for having Tom only as an escort.
"It would be very nice indeed," doubtfully; "but who could we get to go with us?" "I thought of that. We don't take much stock in Mrs. Grundy out here; but I supposed you'd want another lady. How would it be if I asked Mrs. Hope? The doctor's got to come out anyway to see one of our herders who's put his shoulder out in a fall. If he would drive you out, and Mrs.
She is trying to listen to the advice of society. Lockwin, by dying, committed a crime against the first circles. "A failure to live is a gigantic failure," says Mrs. Grundy. David Lockwin listens to every movement. The widow tarries. "Send me a dozen large bottles of that extract," she says, choosing a variety of odors. She orders a munificent bill of fancy goods.
"I cannot permit that, sir!" "Your permission for that was not requested, Dr. Pietro! Yes, Bullard?" The cook had been squirming and muttering to himself for minutes. Now he darted out toward Grundy, and his finger pointed to Lomax. "He done it! I seen him. Killed the only friend I had, he did. They went by my galley and and he grabbed my big knife, that one there. And he killed Sam."
And the old conventions have a long run yet before them. They cling even to the skirts of "The Second Mrs. Tanqueray." Indeed, the new school can scarcely be said to have appeared. The literary quality of our plays has improved, thanks to Jones and Pinero, and not forgetting Grundy. And that is all. The old school is as vigorous as ever.
And the crew was positive. They drew back sullenly, staring at us like animals studying a human hunter, and they didn't like it when Peters took Grundy to lock him into his room. Muller finally chased them out, and left Wilcox and me alone. Wilcox shrugged wryly, brushing dirt off his too-clean uniform. "While you're here, Tremaine, why not look my section over? You've been neglecting me."
She entered my room before the will could have been executed, and she did not leave it until after her husband's death." "Your evidence is conclusive, Captain Copplestone, and it exonerates her ladyship from all suspicion," said the coroner. "My evidence can be confirmed in every particular by my old servant, Solomon Grundy," said the captain, "if it requires confirmation."
This is the list of people who promised to write for me, and the names they suggested for the paper: Lord and Lady Pembroke Sympathetic Ink. The Idle Pen. The Mail. The Kite. Blue Ink. Mr. A. Lyttelton The Hen. The Chick. Mr. Knowles The Butterfly. Mr. A. J. Balfour The New Eve. Anonymous. Mrs. Grundy. Mr. Oscar Wilde The Life Improver. Mrs. Grundy's Daughter. Lady Ribblesdale Jane. Psyche.
Grundy say, with a toss of her head, 'that it was not out of pure charity that the stranger had been so liberal to Jessie Wiles'? But if the money for the shop be paid through you to Mrs. Bawtrey, and you kindly undertake all the contingent arrangements, Mrs. Grundy will have nothing to say against any one." Mr. Lethbridge gazed with amaze at the solemn countenance before him.
They seem to get along as beautifully in the heads and hearts of the most active exponents of woman's emancipation, as in the heads and hearts of our grandmothers. These internal tyrants, whether they be in the form of public opinion or what will mother say, or brother, father, aunt, or relative of any sort; what will Mrs. Grundy, Mr. Comstock, the employer, the Board of Education say?
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