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They were kind to me, but I had to wait a long time before they could find that gentleman, the farmer, and he could get a cart to drive me here." "Thank God it is all over and you are back," said Miss Pinckney. "But oh, Phyl! what made you do it?" "I don't know," said Phyl. But Miss Pinckney did. "Listen," said she. "You know what I told you about Richard and Frances Rhett that's all done with.

The note was from Miss Ainslie, inviting Miss Thorne and her friend to come at five o'clock and stay to tea. No answer was expected unless she could not come. The quaint, old-fashioned script was in some way familiar. A flash of memory took Ruth back to the note she had found in the dresser drawer, beginning: "I thank you from my heart for understanding me."

"Thank you, mamma; I will have it attended to at once," Violet replied, and hastened away, Rosie running after her with a "Come girls, let us go and see the room and find out whether it has a closet for the captain to shut us up in when we misbehave."

I can't find out how many you lost all told, but whatever I can get for the plane will not cover it, I am afraid, so I will make up the balance as soon as possible. I want to thank you for all the kindness of yourself and family while I was sick, and before and afterwards.

For the thought of the horrors from which he had saved me for the first time swept over me; his own kind treatment overcame me, and I blubbered like a child. With that he turned his back. "Hoots," says he, again, "dinna ye thank me. 'Tis naething to scuttle a nest of vermin, but the duty of ilka man who sails the seas."

Tell Glendonan and Spiers to advise him to expect me, for I'll go this very day." Mr. Caw resumed his conversation. "My client would like a telegram sent at once to Mr. Loudon introducing him. He's Mr. Dickson McCunn of Mearns Street the great provision merchant, you know. Oh, yes! Good for any rent. Refer if you like to the Strathclyde Bank, but you can take my word for it. Thank you.

"I am so sorry to keep you waiting. Poor boy, you must have been here quite half an hour! The vicar was in the drawing-room, and, as I knew that you did not care for him, I thought it better that Jane should show you up here. I thought the man would never go!" "Thank God he stayed! Thank God he stayed!" I cried hysterically.

There was none either of the calmness or the reserve of which Dr. May had been told, in the hot hands that were wringing his own, nor in the choking struggling voice that tried to make the words clear 'Thank you for what you said And dear Aubrey how is he? 'I came away at six, before he was awake, said the Doctor; 'but he will not be the worse for it, never fear!

This honest confusion confirmed the farmer, who with many abusive epithets drove him into the road, telling him that he might thank himself that he did not arrest him on the spot. In great dolor at this unhappy repulse, Israel trudged on in the moonlight some three miles to the house of another friend, who also had once succored him in extremity. This man proved a very sound sleeper.

You know I that is, pa and I would LOVE to have you." "Thank you. Thank you. You're very kind. But I really must go. Good afternoon, Miss Daniels." "Mrs. Rogers said she saw you going across the fields after you left here last Sunday. Did you go for a walk?" "Er er yes, I did." "I wish you had mentioned it. I love to walk, and there are SO few people that I find congenial company.