United States or Wallis and Futuna ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
The next thing was that Hempel packed his chattels and departed for his new walk in life. Mahony was not sorry to see him go. Hempel's thoughts had soared far above the counter; he was arrived at the stage of: "I'm just as good as you!" which everyone here reached sooner or later. "I shall always be pleased to hear how you are getting on."
Oh, I do hope he will be a good baby and not cry much. It will worry you if he does like Hempel's cough. And then you won't love him properly." "I shall love it because it is yours, my darling. And the baby of such a dear little mother is sure to be good." "Oh, babies will be babies, you know!" said Polly, with a new air of wisdom which sat delightfully on her. Mahony pinched her cheek. "Mrs.
"It is getting well along in the summer and high time we decided a few things. Do you still want to go in for the stage business in the fall?" "I want to very much, Uncle Phil, if you think it isn't too much like deserting Granny and the rest of you." "No, you have earned it. I want you to go. I don't suppose because you haven't talked about Hempel's offer that it means you have forgotten it?"
Her young nerves were so sound that Hempel's dry cough never grated them: she doctored him and fussed over him, and was worried that she could not cure him. She met Long Jim's grumbles with a sunny face, and listened patiently to his forebodings that he would never see "home" or his old woman again.
Others propound a weaker version: the necessity of the effect is hypothetical or conditional, given the laws of nature. If an event can be explained, it could have been predicted and vice versa. Needless to say that Hempel's approach did not get us nearer to solving the problems of causal priority and of indeterministic causation. The Empiricists went a step further.
Towards ten o'clock Tom, who was on the look-out, shouted that the coach was in, and Polly, her table spread, a good fire going, stepped to the door, outwardly very brave, inwardly all a-flutter. Directly, however, she got sight of the forlorn party that toiled up the slope: Sarah clinging to Hempel's arm, Mahony bearing one heavy child, and could she believe her eyes?
When he returned, the pair was just setting out; he watched Sarah, on Hempel's arm, picking short steps in dainty latchet-shoes. As soon as they were well away he called to Polly. "The coast's clear. Come for a stroll." Polly emerged, tying her bonnet-strings. "Why, where's Sarah? Oh ... I see. Oh, Richard, I hope she didn't put on that "
In the morning mail arrived Max Hempel's contract as Miss Clay had promised. Tony regarded it with superstitious awe. It was the first contract she had ever seen in her life, much less had offered for her signature. The terms were, generous appallingly so it seemed to the girl who knew little of such things and was not inclined to over-rate her powers financially speaking.
For her own sake, for Max Hempel's sake because he believed in her, for Carol Clay's sake because Tony loved her, she meant to forget everything but Madge for those few hours. Later she would remember that Dick was dying in Mexico, that she had hurt Alan cruelly that afternoon, that she had a sad and vexed problem to solve to which there seemed no solution. These things must wait.
And I verily believe, if it hadn't been for that old sober-sides of a Hempel, I should have come a cropper long ago." "Yes, and Hempel," said Polly softly; "Hempel's been wanting to leave for ever so long." "The dickens he has!" cried Mahony in astonishment. "And me humming and hawing about giving him notice! What's the matter with him? What's he had to complain of?" "Oh, nothing like that.
Word Of The Day