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"Why do you smile and say 'How do you do' to him, Rosemary?" she demanded of her sister hotly. "I think it's untruthful to pretend to like people you don't." "Well it isn't!" flung back Rosemary, who was tired from standing behind the cake table that afternoon. "It's impolite to stick out your tongue at them the way you do!" "Let me catch you doing that!" Doctor Hugh warned Sarah.
That's the trouble with judgments they never hit just the person they were meant to hit. We're all so mixed up that somebody else has to be dragged into it." Plainly before Rosemary there opened the way of sacrifice and denial. For a moment she hesitated, then offered up her joy on the altar of duty. "I won't be married, Aunt Matilda," she said, bravely, though her mouth quivered.
Old furniture that is scratched, soiled, or stained, if the wood is not torn up, being polished with this, has the appearance of new. Take of olive oil 1/2 a pint, oils of rosemary and origanum, of each 1/8 of an oz. Mix well and apply rather freely.
I went up to have a parting romp with Rosemary on the last night of her stay with me, to have my last sip of honey from her delectable neck. The Countess paid but little attention to us. She sat over in the window and stared out into the dusky shadows of the falling night. My heart was sore. I was miserable. The last romp! Blake finally snatched Rosemary off to bed.
She was gone before I recognised that the precious thing she had given me was a sprig of Rosemary. It was by the merest accident that we gathered that delightful piece of information on our first trip to England, not quite three years after we were married. I did not know that "The Mulberry Bush" had been revived for a few weeks as a stop-gap, until we saw the boards outside the theatre.
He could ask no woman to fill Cecilia's place in his home unless he could offer her at least some of the affection and homage he had given to his girlish bride. And where, in his limited feminine acquaintance, was such a woman to be found? Rosemary West had come into his life on that autumn evening bringing with her an atmosphere in which his spirit recognized native air.
"Oh, Bud! I'm so glad! So glad!" murmured Rosemary, as her cousin put his arm around her only one arm for the other was still sore. "So'm I!" murmured Bud. "This is another cousin Nort," and he nodded toward his boy rancher companion. "And there's a third one down there Dick but he's hurt!" "Badly?" "Oh, no, just a piece of lead through his arm. He'll be all right in a few days.
Of course, if Rosemary West was out to catch the minister she would catch him; she looked younger than she was and MEN thought her pretty; besides, the West girls had money! "It is to be hoped that he won't be so absent-minded as to propose to Ellen by mistake," was the only malicious thing she allowed herself to say to a sympathetic sister Drew. Emmeline bore no further grudge towards Rosemary.
Rosemary McClean, who knew him almost least of all, so far as length of time was concerned, was ready now to trust him as far as the Risaldar dared go; her limit was as long and as devil-daring as Mahommed Gunga's.
Some secret care, besides the natural anxiety of having the responsibility of this case, is wearing her out. She may confide in you. She cannot quite bring herself to trust in Your humble servant, Robert Mackenzie. Nurse Rosemary sat with her patient in the sunny library at Gleneesh.
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