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If thou wantest to make love, there are ladies in plenty whom thou needest not to marry. And for my part, I thought that thou wert all in all with the Lady Hasselton: Heaven bless her pretty face! Now don't think I want to scold thee; and don't think thine old uncle harsh, God knows he is not, but my dear, dear boy, this is quite out of the question, and thou must let me hear no more about it.
Ben had a splendid pair of high boots, and three new shirts Margaret and the little girl had made for him. But, oh, dear! what was it all without mother! They missed her bright, cheery voice, her smile and her ample person that had a warm buoyant atmosphere. They would have been glad to hear her scold a little about the litter of gifts around, and their lagging so when breakfast was ready.
"There has been only " and he stopped short. "Only what, Frank?" "Nothing," he said. "We will be just as we were, Bertha. I will try and be the good elder brother, and scold you and look after you, and warn you, if it should be necessary, until you get under other guidance." "It will be some time," she said, quietly, "before that happens. I have had a sharp lesson."
Thereon Emlyn, setting down the tray with a clatter upon a table, ran to her, and putting her arms about her, began to scold, as was her fashion, but in a very gentle voice; and Mother Matilda, kneeling by her bed, gave thanks to Jesus and His blessed saints though why she thanked Him at first Cicely did not understand. "Am I ill, reverend Mother?" she asked.
By the specimens of ingenuity of these people, of different nations, you could discover their respective ruling passions. Had not the French proved themselves to be a very brave people, I should have doubted it, by what I observed of them on board the prison-ship. They would scold, quarrel and fight, by slapping each other's chops with the flat hand, and cry like so many girls.
Elizabeth arose early the next morning, feeling at peace with all the world. For the first time in her life she felt herself an important member of the family. Her aunt had distinguished her by special friendly notice, and had omitted to scold her when she went to bed the night before. Besides, it was Sunday, and on the first day of the week she almost always escaped disaster.
I believed that once you knew how seriously I was taking life, you would be glad of me." "Poor Basdel," she soothed. "I mustn't scold you." "Pitying me is worse," I corrected. "If you can't understand a man doing a man's work at least withhold your sympathy. I am proud of the work I have done." This ended her softer mood. "You do right to think well of your work," she sweetly agreed.
She got up and rustled about the room, arranging the pink teaset behind the glass doors of the corner press. Then she slipped her key basket over her arm and fluttered in and out of the storeroom, stopping at intervals to scold the stream of servants that poured in at the dining-room door.
I know that YOU are good for us, even when you scold over sums." "That is a grand admission, I must own," replied Aunt Judy, smiling; "I shall remind you of it some day." "Well, you may," cried No. 6, earnestly; and added, "you see I'm not half as silly as you thought."
Kiddie began to scold her, but, as this had no effect, he pulled up to a halt, and dismounted. "Now, do as you're told, Sheila," he said, half gravely, half coaxingly. "Go back home, you're not to come with me. I'm going too far. Go home, now; there's a good girl."
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