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Such are those voluminous works, commonly called Romances, namely Clelia, Cleopatra, Astræa, Cassandra, the Grand Cyrus, and innumerable others which contain, as I apprehend, very little instruction or entertainment.
Don't you know how I love you? Can't you do both? Think it over, Ruth." "I have thought it over, and I can't do it. I would if I could, but it isn't to be done. It wouldn't be right to you, nor right to Cassandra." "Well, I think you are very mean; I think I hate you." Kathleen turned aside.
Lawrence and Cassandra, of that name, were banished from Salem, in spite of their blameless lives, for they had embraced Quakerism. They died within three days of each other on Shelter Island, but their son and daughter, Daniel and Provided, returned to their birthplace, and were incessantly fined for not going to church.
Cassandra adored her cousin; the adoration might have been foolish, but was saved from that excess and lent an engaging charm by the volatile nature of Cassandra's temperament. She had adored a great many things and people in the course of twenty-two years; she had been alternately the pride and the desperation of her teachers.
Denis and see them decently and honorably buried." Miss Cassandra quite agreed with Lydia, and Archie, although he says that it is a ghoulish sort of expedition, would go anywhere with her, of course. It is rather odd that none of us have ever been to St. Denis, not even Ian McIvor who lived in Paris for months while he was studying medicine.
Very inappropriately at the four corners are placed bronze figures of Faith, Hope, Charity and Good Works. Catherine is said to have planned this mausoleum herself, and, strange to relate, in the choir we found another monument to the same King and Queen. "Just like the grasping creature to want two tombs!" exclaimed Miss Cassandra. "Most people are satisfied with one."
It might easily come about that, by some explainable sympathy, the infant good souls are drawn to this planet, while the condemned pass on to Cassandra, which holds them by some property peculiar to itself, until perhaps they, too, by virtue of their wills, acquire new power, unless involution sets in and they lose what they have.
'Are you Ben transformed? I asked, for he had his features, his air, though he was a swarthy, spare man, with black, curly hair, dashed with gray; but he pricked my arm with his dagger, and said, 'Go on. I picked up the rest, and spelt 'Somers. "'Cassandra Somers! now tell her, he whispered, turning me gently from him, with a hand precisely like Ben's." "No, it is handsomer," I muttered.
"Yes," Temperance bawled. "She is a good solid gal; but I can't recollect her christened name." "It is Cassandra." "Why, 'taint Scriptur'." "Why don't you go and take off your things?" Temperance asked, abruptly. "I'll leave them here; the fire is agreeable." "There is a better fire in the keeping-room." "How are you, Mr. Handy?" father inquired, coming in.
It isn't our way; and I don't think you will forgive me for saying it that your way is as nice as ours. Be persuaded, dear, and join Cassandra and Ruth, and have a happy time." Kathleen's face had turned crimson. She looked from Mrs. Weldon to Cassandra, and then she looked at Ruth. Suddenly her eyes brimmed up with tears. "I don't think I can ever change my way," she said.
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