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But never in all his life had he been so surprised as he now was, and after one long, low whistle he relieved his feelings by quoting verse: "Is things what they seem? Or is visions about? "Trixie!" he went on in a low, concentrated voice. "This licks all! This bangs Banagher! This but words fail me, Trixie!" "What is it, Herbert?" demanded Trixie anxiously. "What does it all mean?"
At this whist-table, Barbara usually is the fourth. Rosamond gets sleepy over it, and Ruth Miss Trixie says "plays like a ninkum."
Trixie Rankin and the McClane men were at the front cars taking out the stretchers; John and McClane were going up the road. She had got out her own stretcher and was following them when the battery came tearing down the road and cut them off. It tore headlong, swerving and careening with great rattling and crashing noises.
'They've sent Ann to bed, she whispered, 'but ma and pa are sitting up for you. 'Are they though? said Mark grimly, as he hung up his hat. 'Yes, said Trixie; 'come in here for a minute, Mark, while I tell you all about it. Uncle Solomon has been here this afternoon and stayed to dinner and he's been saying, oh, such dreadful things about you. Why weren't you here?
Five hundred thousand dollars to each son when he marries a fine, good girl. More as one night I can tell you I laid awake when Felix picked out for himself Trixie, just wondering what papa would want I should do it or not." "Can't you keep from picking on that girl, mamma? It's through her, if you want to know it, that I first got in with with the marquis and that crowd."
Meadowsweet, I hate being a lion." "But you can't help it, my good young sir. You, who represent our Gracious Sovereign Lady's Army. Now, where's that girl of mine? Beatrice! Trixie! Bee!" Captain Bertram was amazed at the shrill and far-sounding quality of Mrs. Meadowsweet's voice.
'No, said Mark; 'it's not one of them. I haven't put my best work into it. 'You put your best work into the two that came back, didn't you? asked Trixie naively. 'But they won't come back any more, will they? They'll be glad of them if this is a success. 'Fladgate will be glad of them, I fancy, in any case. I've got a chance at last, Trixie. A chance at last!
"Miss Craydocke began, and I had to scream at her; even Sin Scherman made a little moral speech about her own wild ways, and set that baby crowing over me! And once Aunt Trixie 'vummed' at me. And I'm sure I ain't doing a single thing!"
Bareaud, stung with envy, dare emulation and essay a schottische with Miss Trixie Chenoweth, performing marvelously well for many delectable turns before he unfortunately fell down.
He told himself that he would be true to Miss Russell and all the other Members of her sprightly Profession. The emotional side of his unfolding Nature began to nourish itself on Song Hits, and he slept each night with his Banjo folded tightly to his Bosom. He became acquainted with a Sophomore who once sat near Trixie Friganza in a Parlor Car.
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