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Lucy offered the bowl again to Rose, who took a bonbon. She was just swallowing it when Horace Allen appeared. He made a motion which did not escape Mrs. Ayres. She rose and confronted him with perfect calmness and dignity. "Good-afternoon, Mr. Allen," she said. Lucy had sprung up quickly. She was very white. Horace said good-afternoon perfunctorily, and looked at Rose. Mrs.
A book of poems from Cassandra she said her gift ought to make me the happiest of all because it would give me something new to recite queer little, dear little midget! A set of Shakespeare from the Leonard twins, a bonbon dish from Vera. Here is a kiss in return.
Trudy chattered ahead: "I was glancing through these fashion books this afternoon to get an idea for an afternoon dress. Of course I can't have wonderful things like you have" looking with envy at the Gorgeous Girl's black-velvet costume "still, I don't mind. When one is happy mere things do not matter, do they Beatrice?" Beatrice hesitated. Then she fortified herself by another bonbon.
The crushed bonbon, the piled-up boxes and the freshly sawed hole were enough without doubt to establish the fact that the child had been carried into the walled-up room above, but the link which would have fixed the identity of the person so carrying her was gone from my chain of evidence for ever.
So he took hold of one end, and Phronsie held fast to the other of the bonbon, and a sharp little report gave the signal for all the bonbons to be opened. Thereupon, everybody, old and young, hurried to secure one, and great was the snapping and cracking that now followed.
The owner of the American Beauties and the beribboned bonbon box was taking her coffee as usual in bed. This luxurious habit had never been hers until she came to Bel-Air; but it was her mother's custom, and rather than undergo a tete-a-tete breakfast with her host, she had adopted it. Now she had made her toilet deliberately. There was nothing to hurry for.
When she came upon it her heart beat quicker, and with mild sentiments of regret she read through the slips of newspaper; they were all the same, but as long as anyone was spoken of as being the nearest and the dearest Kate was satisfied. Even the bonbon mottoes, of which there were large numbers, drew from her the deepest sighs.
A gentleman tossed me a beautiful bouquet and a bonbon. Julian and I went to the Albani Villa with Mrs. Ward and Mr. Charles Sumner. A charming time. In the twilight I went with Mr. Hawthorne to the Coliseum and the Forum. It grew to lovely moonlight. After dinner I went to the Pincian gardens with Mr. Hawthorne and Julian. It was moonlight. Mr. Sumner made a long call."
Where did you meet Grimsby?" "Oh, we're old friends," and Helene maliciously spilled a bottle over the interrogator's waistcoat, as she reached forward to shake his hand. "My name's Bonbon, you wouldn't believe me if I told you my real name, anyway. Who are you?" "I'm not Neptune," he retorted, as he mopped the bubbles with a napkin. "You've started in badly." Shirley mentally disagreed.
These are generally used as food throughout the entire country. In the lake of Bonbon, a quantity of tunny-fish, not so large as those of Espana, but of the same shape, flesh, and taste, are caught. Many sea-fish are found in the sea, such as whales, sharks, caellas, marajos, bufeos, and other unknown species of extraordinary forms and size.
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