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"There ain't a place on it you ever heard of. It's a kind of wilderness." "I differ from you," said Senor Perkins gravely. "There are, I have been told, some old Mexican settlements along the coast, and there is no reason why the country shouldn't be fruitful. But you may have a chance to judge for yourself," he continued beamingly.
It was a wild, wet day, settling down to heavy rain as the early darkness closed in, and the Pacific Avenue house presented a gloomy if magnificent aspect to the guest as she came in. But Ellie beamingly directed her to the nursery, and here she found enough brightness to flood the house.
Miss Peggy reclined against a background of cushions, beamingly conscious of a transformation so complete as to be positively startling to behold.
He was all smiles and superlatives, charmed that Mr Hilliard had called, overjoyed to give him a mount, delighted that he had already made the acquaintance of "me children," beamingly unconscious that there was trouble in the air, and persistent in summoning Esmeralda to his side. "What do you think of that for an impromptu costume?
Do men and women look to you like animals? They do to me. Monte Carlo's a Zoo, only the animals aren't caged." "That's right! You're an extraordinarily keen observer, Mrs Matheson." Sir Francis Letchmere approached them beamingly from the direction of the Casino. He had won money at trente-et-quarante, and was feeling very pleased with his own judgment and powers of intellect generally.
From Carter, who had beamingly greeted her at the station, to the pretty parlor maid who smiled as Betty entered her room to find her turning down the bed covers, there was not a servant who did not remember Betty and seem glad to see her. "It is so good to have you two here again," Mr. Littell had said. "I never knew such people," Betty repeated to herself twenty times that evening.
"Then," said the Boarder beamingly, "the bay winder shall be cut out ter-morrer." "Don't cut it out!" said Amarilly alarmed. "I don't mean in a slang way," he said, laughing. "I mean cut out with a saw."
Now I'll say good night, for it is getting late, I'll write to you to-morrow and fix a day for you to come and lunch with me." "But you must also come and see Philip," returned Thelma, pressing her hand. "So I will so I will!" and Mrs. Rush-Marvelle nodded beamingly, and made her way up to Lady Winsleigh, saying, "Bye-bye, Clara! Thanks for a most charming evening!" Clara pouted.
To think that there might have been a Mrs. Lorry, any time these fifty years almost!" "Not at all!" From Miss Pross. "You think there never might have been a Mrs. Lorry?" asked the gentleman of that name. "Pooh!" rejoined Miss Pross; "you were a bachelor in your cradle." "Well!" observed Mr. Lorry, beamingly adjusting his little wig, "that seems probable, too."
His bride smiled at him beamingly. "You'd have felt right lonesome to be out of it, David." "No apology has yet been offered," continued Juno. "But must your nephew apologize besides taking a licking?" inquired the Briton. Juno turned an awful face upon hint. "It is from his brutal assailant that apologies are due. Mr.
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