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This may seem a very nice distinction, but I think it is easily made. "There are two brothers, of an excellent family in Pennsylvania," he continued, "as one might know from the name; the eldest has travelled, the youngest has not." This was a still harder distinction to make, but one who knew the world as well as my uncle Ro could do it.
"It's Ro it's Ro!" she cried, and disappeared again. "Ro," with white face, hatless, coatless, pushed on through the melee. Rullecour, the now disheartened French general, stood on the steps of the Cohue Royale. With a vulgar cruelty and cowardice he was holding the Governor by the arm, hoping thereby to protect his own person from the British fire.
I saw that Opportunity's having just adopted a different course added very much to her embarrassment, as otherwise she might have said something to lessen the seeming ungraciousness of the refusal. Luckily for herself, however, she had a gentleman to deal with, instead of one in the station that my uncle Ro had voluntarily assumed.
But it was not pleasant to think that a fool should remain true where cleverer men abandoned the old beliefs. Ro did before me the greater obeisance. He wore his beard curled in the prevailing fashion, but it was badly done. His clothing was ill-fitting and unbrushed. He always had been a slovenly fellow. "The temple door is shut," he said, "and I only have the secret of its opening.
"It's Ro it's Ro!" she cried, and disappeared again. "Ro," with white face, hatless, coatless, pushed on through the melee. Rullecour, the now disheartened French general, stood on the steps of the Cohue Royale. With a vulgar cruelty and cowardice he was holding the Governor by the arm, hoping thereby to protect his own person from the British fire.
"Will you repeat zat?" asked the Greek. "'To-to-ri: hein? I lose it. 'To-to-ru: bah! I lose it; 'To-ri: to ru ri ro: it is no use: I lose it." Neither his persuasions, nor his sneer, "Because it is Sunday, perhaps!" would induce Wilfrid to be guilty of another attempt. The ladies tried sisterly cajoleries on him fruitlessly, until Mr.
My uncle Ro gave the crew of this news-boat a thorough scrutiny, and, finding no one on board her whom he had ever before seen, he bargained for a passage up to town. We put our feet on the Battery just as the clocks of New York were striking eight.
In the meantime, the quarry, if we may be permitted so to designate her, stood before them as pretty as a picture. At her side was Tom Reddon, and a dozen guests of the house fell in behind them. "Did Rosalie tell you?" demanded Miss Banks. "The mean thing! She said she wouldn't." "Ro Rosalie!" gasped Anderson; "tell me what?" nervously. "That I was was coming over here with Tom.
"Will you repeat zat?" asked the Greek. "'To-to-ri: hein? I lose it. 'To-to-ru: bah! I lose it; 'To-ri: to ru ri ro: it is no use: I lose it." Neither his persuasions, nor his sneer, "Because it is Sunday, perhaps!" would induce Wilfrid to be guilty of another attempt. The ladies tried sisterly cajoleries on him fruitlessly, until Mr.
Al, draped in the doorway, removed his cigarette to give greater force to his speech. "Your story interests me strangely, little gell. But there's a couple of other people that would like to eat, even if you wouldn't. Come on with that supper, Ro. Nobody staked me to a lunch to-day." Rose turned to her stove again. Two carmine spots had leaped suddenly to her cheeks.
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