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I admire flowers, but I never gather them. I leave them growing. However, you might tell me which one you want for your own buttonhole?" "Really, I don't know," I mumbled, taken aback. "All I do know is, it's not likely I can get either." Anthony stared at me with a curious expression, then abruptly changed the subject. "You've heard of Sir Marcus Lark?" he asked.
And Fleur gazed promptly into the fireplace with an air of seeing a fire which was not there. Monsieur Profond came from the window. He was in full fig, with a white waistcoat and a white flower in his buttonhole. "Well, Miss Forsyde," he said, "I'm awful pleased to see you. Mr. Forsyde well? I was sayin' to-day I want to see him have some pleasure. He worries."
He wore a pair of those ridiculous trousers which grow wide from the knee down, and which were invented by Prussian tailors to hide their customers' ugly feet. Under his light-colored overcoat could be seen a velvet-faced jacket, with a rose in its buttonhole.
"Thank you," said the little rabbit, and he hopped after the workman mole until they came to an opening. And when the little rabbit got outside once more he found himself on a mossy bank where blossomed a lovely bed of violets. So he picked a bouquet for himself and stuck it in his buttonhole, and after that he hopped away singing a song.
He's about the same type as the other half of the sketch a big, two-fisted ruddy-faced husk, attired sporty in black and white checks, with gray gaiters and a soft hat to match the suit. Wore a diamond-set Shriners' watch fob, and an Elks' emblem in his buttonhole. Course, you wouldn't expect him to have any gentle, ladylike voice, and he don't.
Then the president commands his minion to place it tenderly in his buttonhole." "Look at the sea of faces ... lorgnettes, too. The minion dassen't." "Oh, that we two were Maying!" "You misread our announcement," said Beverley Byrd, romping up. "No opening for young men here, Gardy! Butt out." West left her, his well-shaped head in something of a whirl.
Olive brought in the buttonhole and went to the piano; Milord engaged Alice's attention; and the Marquis was led into the adjoining room. 'The season is now drawing to its close, Mrs. Barton said; 'we shall be soon returning to Galway. We shall be separating. I know Olive likes you, but if there is no if it is not to be, I should like to tell her not to think about it any more.
First a lady in one of them two-piece velvet suits afterward I see the jacket; a ringer for our style forty-two-twenty, Mawruss she gets up on the floor, Mawruss, and she hollers bloody murder, Mawruss. I never heard the like since that Italiener girl which we got working for us on White Street catches her finger in the buttonhole machine.
It isn't so much what she says it's the way she says it, the tone and all that, which makes you feel smaller and smaller until you could crawl into your own watch pocket and live happily there ever after. There'd be slews of room and when you wanted the air of an evening you could climb up in a buttonhole of your vest and be quite cosy and comfortable.
The cob, a privileged person, of urbane and distinguished manners, suddenly elongated towards them a mobile upper lip, his sleek head slightly on one side, his kind, sly eyes half shut. "Conrad," said Wentworth, "we never ask. We only take what is given us." Fay laughed, and gave them both a twig. Wentworth drew his through his buttonhole.
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