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I wish to God I could!" said Nora wildly. "You know she can't do that," said Marsh roughly. "There's nowhere she can go. I've offered her a home. You were quite willing, when I suggested having her here." "I was willing because I thought she'd make herself useful. We can't afford to feed folks who don't earn their keep. We have to work for our money, we do."
"Will you tell me," he said, "how you your sister got Latimer to lie for her?" "Mr. Latimer lie! Oh, you don't know him. He expected a lady to read to him that very evening. He had never seen her, and when Nora walked into the garden " "After getting a skirt somewhere." "Yes the housekeeper's, it happened to be her evening out why, he just naturally supposed Nora was Miss Omar."
For, by the shade of Nora Finnegan, you shall be hungry no more!" WHEN Urda Bjarnason tells a tale all the men stop their talking to listen, for they know her to be wise with the wisdom of the old people, and that she has more learning than can be got even from the great schools at Reykjavik.
Nora looked up at the lady for an instant and then dropped her eyes. "Quite sufficient! Now, my girl, as by your silence you have admitted all my suppositions, I must speak to you very seriously. And in the first place I would ask you, if you do not know, that when a gentleman of Mr. Brudenell's high position takes notice of a girl of your low rank, he does so with but one purpose? Answer me!"
Nora paused in her dusting, all ready with the emotion which Katie's tone invited. "She has lost all of her luggage!" "The poor young lady!" cried good Nora. "Yes, it is really terrible, isn't it? Everything lost; through the carelessness of the railroads, you know. And such beautiful gowns as they were. So so unusual.
Henrik Ibsen, the hater of all social shams, was probably the first to realize this great truth. Nora leaves her husband, not as the stupid critic would have it because she is tired of her responsibilities or feels the need of woman's rights, but because she has come to know that for eight years she had lived with a stranger and borne him children.
"I like the green grass better," said Nora. "Oh, yes! but then I like this too. I like it very much. Nora, what did you mean by a pic-nic?" "A pic-nic?" said Nora. "Yes; you said you thought people did not eat dinner, but it was a pic-nic." "Well, I thought they didn't." "What did you mean by a pic-nic?" "Why I meant just that. You know what a pic-nic is."
It was not credible to her; and if it were not true, there might still be a hope. Nora had met him, and had spoken to him, and it had seemed that for a moment or two they had spoken as friends. Lady Rowley, when talking to Mrs. Spalding, had watched them closely; and she had seen that Nora's eyes had been bright, and that there had been something between them which was pleasant.
"I think you were to show me the mine," he added. Then while Nora gasped at him, he said aloud, "My car is a seven passenger, so we can take quite a party." "Why not Kathleen?" suggested Jane. "Yes, indeed, Kathleen might like to go," said Mrs. Gwynne. "Then let's all go," cried Nora. "Thank you awfully," murmured Mr. Wakeham. "We shall only be two or three hours at most," continued Nora.
Your chocolate is getting cool and your toast is spoiling." The two girls were still discussing their breakfast, when Mrs. Perry came in. "How are you getting on?" she asked, cheerily; "Babette is still ill, so I had to send Nora to you." "Everything is lovely," said Patty, smiling at her hostess. "We're delightfully looked after. Nora is a jewel. But I hope your maid isn't seriously ill."
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