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"Amongst them and others," was the somewhat acid reply. "Sands lost his seat at Tenchester through the apathy of the very class for whom we fight." "Tenchester is a wonderful place," Nora intervened. "I went down there lately to study certain phases of women's labour. Their factories are models and I found all the people with whom I came in contact exceptionally keen and well-informed."
Nora, that I used to say was like the first lady o' the land-oh, but we were rightly punished! So now, sir, I leave all to you, and will Pay all you want for the boy. And be sure that the secret's kept.
Had to put into the Magdalens for repairs, and has been there ever since. The cable to the islands was out of order, and no vessels call there this time of year for mails. If it hadn't been an extra open season the Nora Lee wouldn't have got away, but would have had to stay there till spring.
"Speaking of Miss Thompson, reminds me that I have something to tell you. What do you suppose the latest is?" "If you know anything new, it is your duty to tell us at once, without making us beg for it," said Nora reprovingly. "All right; I accept the reproof," said Grace. "Now for my news.
You are master of your own destiny, and no man who is so should give way to despondency. The alternative before you is simply this: to cease to visit Nora, or to marry her. To do the first you must sacrifice your love, to do the last you must sacrifice your pride. Now choose between the courses of action! Gratify your love or your pride, as you see fit, and cheerfully pay down the price!
"Oh, please, mother! I'll see that nothing happens to Hanny." "Oh, Mrs. Underhill, Nora would be so disappointed. And we all want Hanny." Mrs. Underhill had told her husband if he would come up about three she would take the drive to Harlem with him. Of course she meant to take the little girl. Which would Hanny rather do? The fascinations of the Museum outweighed the drive.
It chanced one day that when they were resting in the noontide heat, under the perfumed shade of a hawthorn in bloom, they saw on the edge of the meadow, spread out before them, a speckled thrush cowering in the grass. "Oh, Connla! Connla! Look at the thrush and, look, look up in the sky, there is a hawk!" cried Nora.
"Is he the pretty little round-faced boy in the sailor suit?" "Yes," said Nora, joining in the conversation. "Then he's not in the pony-trap," replied Annie. "I don't think he left the schoolroom." "Cute little beggar," laughed Nora. "He wants to come in the donkey-cart."
"Joe, keep that bear away from my pup," retorted Hippy, carrying Hindenburg in his arms and gently depositing him in the saddle bag. "Oh, Hippy, what happened to you?" cried Emma. "I've been communing with nature," he answered briefly. "Darlin', let me wipe the blood from your face," crooned Nora. "Did the naughty bear scratch oo bootiful face?"
"Father wouldn't like them. We say all kinds of funny things at home, but not things like that. I wish you would not." "You wish I would not what?" "Use words like 'Go to Jericho! Father would not like to hear you." "You are a very audacious kind of girl, let me tell you, Nora," said Molly. She colored, and looked annoyed for a moment, then burst into a laugh.
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