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Up from the world had come to him the youngest and beautifulest fairer than Edith one and three-seventh times lovelier than the seven-years-served Rachel. So the hermit smiled in his beard. When Binkley had relieved the hermitage from the blot of his presence and the first faint star showed above the pines, the hermit got the can of baking-powder from his cupboard.
"It is a long time since you went away," she returned, "but I was right in your room every night, and daytimes I played in your ravine. Bel-Air Park is the beautifulest place in the whole world. Two days isn't any time to stay there, father." "H'm, I'm glad you've been so happy." Sincere feeling vibrated in the speaker's voice. "We don't know how to thank your grandpa, do we?"
It's in the drawing-room. Why do you call Aymer 'Cæsar'?" "Because he always does what he means to do, or gets it done; besides he is just Cæsar." "It isn't bad," she said condescendingly, "perhaps I shall call him so myself. I do hope we are going to have tea in his room. It's such a lovely, lovely room." "So it is in London. The beautifulest room I've seen."
"Well now, Turkey, what would you have done yourself, suppose the beautifulest of them all had laid her comb down within an inch of where you were standing and never saw you, you know?" Turkey thought for a moment before answering. "I'm supposing you fell in love with her at first sight, you know," I added.
Impatient of these preludings, which have been many! Voltaire had a glorious reception; apartment near the King's; King gliding in, at odd moments, in the beautifulest way; and for seven or eight days, there was, at Berlin and then at Potsdam, a fine awakening of the sphere-harmonies between them, with touches of practicality thrown in as suited.
That's why I'd like to be a hermit. Hermits don't ever marry, do they?" "Hundreds of 'em," said the hermit, "when they've found the right one." "But they're hermits," said the youngest and beautifulest, "because they've lost the right one, aren't they?" "Because they think they have," answered the recluse, fatuously.
After that first lesson she had been "reasonable." Our hostess, a Kentucky lady, used to lament the loss of two boys "two of the beautifulest boys!" They were the sons of her bachelor uncle, who had had a passion for Liza, one of his father's slaves, a tall, handsome quadroon, who rejected his suit and was in love with Jo, a fellow slave.
If you need clothes, why there stands my own chest; flowers grow in profusion and the oil-bottle rests never empty beside my humble bed; and in the hot hours of the afternoon there is the beautifulest pool where one can bathe and wash one's lovely hair.
The casino band was playing a waltz a waltz. What a fool he had been to tear deliberately ten years of his life from the calendar of existence for one who had given him up for the false joys that wealth "tum ti tum ti tum ti" how did that waltz go? Butthose years had not been sacrificed had they not brought him the star and pearl of all the world, the youngest and beautifulest of
Merrill heard her and met her at the front steps. "Mary Jane! Dear child!" she cried, "what is the matter? Tell mother what has happened!" "My doll! My beautifulest doll!" sobbed Mary Jane, "my Marie Georgianna is all run over!" "Surely not, surely not, Mary Jane," said her mother as she picked up the little girl and sat down, with her on her lap, on the porch steps, "dolls don't get run over."
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