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Her story seemed probable enough, for any friend of the count who had intended to carry off his daughter would naturally have begun by ingratiating himself with her attendant. She was, however, placed in confinement for a time. The count and countess were at once removed to the fortress.
He's so pleasant, so frank, so lovable, that you think him quite harmless; but while you're admiring his confounded ingratiating ways, while you're growing enthusiastic about his engaging tricks he's the best rider, the best dancer, the best shot oh, but you must have heard of him! he is bearing down upon you; your heart goes under, and he ah, well, he just sails over you smiling, quite unconscious of having brought you to everlasting smash."
He came forward across the foot-bridge with a most ingratiating smile, for this was the first time that day he had seen a child and he had been thinking it remarkable that there should be so few children in a valley, where, when he had travelled that way five years before, there had been so many he had scarcely been able to find pennies for them.
K. H came over to us. He was a man who went everywhere and knew everyone. He had quiet, ingratiating manners, always spoke in a gentle smiling way and had a good word to say for everyone, especially for women; he was a bachelor, too, and wholly unattached. He surprised me by taking up Grenfell's praise and breaking into a lyric: "The best talker who ever lived," he said; "most extraordinary.
"You seem so unlike an American," she said once in her most tactful, ingratiating manner which was very ingratiating indeed. "Do I? What is one like when one is like an American? I am one, you know." "I can scarcely believe it," with sweet ardour. "Pray try," said Betty with simple brevity, and Mrs. Brent felt that perhaps Miss Vanderpoel was not really very easy to get on with.
"Cab, ma'am?" exclaimed the driver of this vehicle in an ingratiating voice, touching his hat. "No, thank you," replied Mrs. Holymead. "I'll walk." Miss Fewbanks was astonished when the parlourmaid announced the arrival of Mrs. Holymead.
A shadow flitted in front of it, and he stopped to chuckle evilly and mutter. Then he dismounted and walked up to the camp, where Solange busied herself in preparing supper. "That you, Monsieur David?" she called cheerily, as Jim's boots crunched the snow. Jim chuckled. "It's just me old Jim, ma'am," he said, his voice oily and ingratiating. "Old Jim, come to see the gal of his old friend, Pete."
Her voice was quite sweet and ingratiating, and not at all patronizing. Suddenly the woman made a clutch at her arm. "You are a good young one, doin' so much for my young one," she whispered. "Now you'd better git up and git. They've been drinkin'. Git!" "You will see that Jessy has the things to wear Monday, won't you?" said Maria. "Sure." Suddenly the woman wiped her eyes and gave a maudlin sob.
Not that it was necessary for her happiness to know; but the gentleman she spoke of didn't know what to invent to please her. A Bostonian couldn't imagine that one didn't want to know, and that was their idea of ingratiating themselves, or, at any rate, it was his, poor man.
And his half-fearful, puzzled looks at Calumet indicated to the latter that he was wondering whether Calumet recognized him as the man who had done the shooting. Calumet's smile was cordial, inviting, even slightly ingratiating, and watching him closely Taggart was convinced that he was not recognized.
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