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Updated: June 21, 2025


"There, I thought so," said Grace. "What did you think?" inquired Mrs. Little. "Oh, people don't go into hot-houses to see a cactus; they go to flirt or else gossip. I'll tell Mrs. White to set a short-hand writer in the great aloe, next party she gives. Confess, Mrs. Little, you went to criticise poor us, and there is no cactus at all." "Miss Carden, I'm affronted. You shall smart for this.

"P.S. Who is this Martha Dence?" "DEAR MOTHER, Martha Dence is the farmer's daughter I lodge with. She is not so pretty as her sister Jael that is with Miss Carden; but she is a comely girl, and as good as gold, and bespoke by the butcher. And her putting slices from her plate to mine is a village custom, I find. "Mother, the people here are wonderfully good and simple.

You were bleeding at the chin, where apparently some one had struck you very hard, and you were so thoroughly dazed that you did not know where you were or who you were." "Yes, he hit me very hard, just as you supposed, Miss Carden," said Harry, feeling gently his sore and swollen chin.

"Nay, nay, it is not; Squire knows better. Wait just one minute, till I speak to Squire." She sprang from the carriage with one bound, and, holding up her dress with one hand, ran into the house like a lapwing. "The good, kind, silly thing!" said Grace Carden. Jael soon found Mr. Raby, and told him about the magpie, and begged him to come out and order them back. But Mr.

"I am the East!" he seemed to cry in his utter immobility. Then he turned, beckoned, and gave a sharp order to the bewildered policeman, who salaamed almost to the ground. Hugh Carden Ali bowed, to the saddle, as the great car shot smoothly forward.

Insuring does not mean that you are not to be killed; but that, when you ARE, for your obstinacy, somebody else will get paid some money, to dance with over your grave." "I beg your pardon, Grace," said Mr. Carden, entering with some printed papers in his hand. "That is not the only use of an insurance.

Might it not be that Grace Carden would wish him to learn your attachment either from your lips or from her own, and not detect it in an impetuous young man's conduct on the platform of a railway, at the tender hour of parting?" "Oh, how wise you are, and what an insight you have got! Your words are balm. But, there he is with her for ever so long, and I am here all alone."

MY DEAR HOUSE: Two days ago I sent a telegram to the Department saying that I had information from a private, unofficial source that the report that Carden would be transferred was true, and from another source that Marling would succeed him. The Government here has given out nothing. I know nothing from official sources.

Amboyne had at last inveigled him, and so he resisted: he wrote more than one letter in reply to Grace Carden; but, when he came to read them over and compare them with her gentle effusion, he was ashamed of his harshness, and would not send the letter.

"But you must not fear to tell a physician about anything which troubles you, Mr. Carden." "I'll remember that," he said thoughtfully, as they emerged from the Park and crossed to Madison Avenue. A moment later he hailed a car and they both entered.

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