United States or Somalia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !


"Here!" snapped Sanford. Joe clambered awkwardly to the seat the senior crew member pointed out. He made his way to it by handholds on the walls. He fumbled into the chair and threw over the curved thigh grips that would hold him in place. Suddenly he was oriented. He had seen this room before before the Platform was launched.

Piqued at this, Sanford determined that he would keep the daughter's company in spite of her crusty old father. Harriet was gay and thoughtless, and had been flattered by the attentions of Sanford. She met him a few times after his repulse, at balls, and hesitated not to dance with him.

Turner, who had narrowly watched these symptoms, determined to test the depth of Miss Sanford's views upon the subject, the revelation might be of interest. "It does seem a pity that Mr. Ray should have done so much to ruin his fine record, does it not, Miss Sanford?" "Ruin it! Mrs. Turner? Pardon me! but you speak of it as though you believed in his guilt, as though you thought him culpable.

As she went through the lilacs Lee saw her wave her parasol to him. Three days later Bud Lee learned that Judith Sanford was, after all, "just a girl, you know"; that at least for once in her life she had slipped away to be by herself and to cry.

Jerry beamed affectionately upon Marjorie. "This is my friend, Mary Raymond, Jerry," introduced Marjorie. "She is going to live with us this winter and be a sophomore at dear old Sanford High. There will be six of us instead of five now." "I'm glad to know you." Jerry smiled and stretched forth a plump hand in greeting. "I've heard a lot about you." "I've heard Marjorie speak of you, too.

Mrs. Truscott and Miss Sanford stood with arms entwined about each other's waist, the sweetest and best of them have that innate, inevitable coquetry, and Mrs. Stannard bent forward to rearrange the silken knot at his throat, giving it an approving pat as she surveyed the improvement. Ray smiled his thanks. "Do you remember the night at Sandy, Mrs.

Mary's clear voice trembled slightly as she began the little speech which she had composed and learned for the occasion. Then her faltering tones gathered strength, and before she realized that she was actually making a speech, she had reached the most important part of it and was saying, "We wish you to keep and wear this remembrance of our good will throughout your school life in Sanford.

He quietly helped Sanford in ordering lunch, to the great economy of embarrassment. He was smilingly ready to explain to Una how a paint company office was run; what chances there were for a girl.

It had, indeed, been a most unhappy period for sunny, lovable Marjorie Dean when the call of her father's business had made it necessary for him to remove his family from the beautiful city of B , where Marjorie had been born and lived sixteen untroubled years of life, to the smaller northern city of Sanford, where she didn't know a soul.

Then there's Luke Sanford dead and his one-third interest left to another young fool, a girl!" Trevors's fist came smashing down upon his table. "A girl!" he repeated savagely. "Worse than young Hampton, by Heaven! Every two weeks she's writing for a report, eternally butting in, making suggestions, hampering me until I'm sick of the job." "That would be Luke's girl, Judith?" "Yes.