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Her hands were red and knotty, smelling of soap, and they touched the chinaware with an over-zealous and constraining tenderness as if the plates and dishes had been delicate glass butterflies. She stood off at a distance from the table making sudden and awkward dabs at it.
They are needed no longer by civilians in this country, and take their places in trophies of arms, forming important features in the decorative curios of the household. Dower chests Medicine chests Old lacquer The tool chest Egyptian curios Ancient spectacles Curious chinaware Garden curios The mounting of curios Obsolete household names.
"I believe that what he thinks isn't fit to print and he's trying to drive you, whether or no, into vindicating his rotten implications." A piece of chinaware slipped from his hands and crashed on the floor and so tense were the woman's nerves that a low scream escaped her lips.
Opposite the broad kitchen-range was a plate-rack well filled with serviceable chinaware, and which formed the upper part of a dresser or plain deal sideboard. Above the rack, and near the ceiling, were the words, "One step at a time." This and the maxim over the fire-place he used to call his "two walking- sticks."
"That's me that's Betsy Barlow," she whispered, taking off her glasses to wipe away the moisture gathering so fast upon them. Then resuming them, she continued: "I'm a hewer of wood a drawer of water. God made me so, and shall the clay find fault with the potter for making it into a homely jug? No, indeed; and I was a very foolish old jug to think of sticking myself in with the chinaware.
The sound of a guitar strumming softly in the distance mingled with the clatter of chinaware and the babble of voices. Somehow it made me think of my mother and father far away in Puddleby, with their regular habits, the evening practise on the flute and the rest doing the same thing every day.
Set a spell and I'll dish you some," she urged. The men looked at each other in some uncertainty. After a moment Munn said, "All right, if it ain't too much bother, Mrs. Brenner." "Not a bit," she cried eagerly. She bustled about, searching her meager stock of chinaware for uncracked bowls. "Set down?" suggested Mart. Munn sat down with a sigh, and his companions followed his example.
She began talking when she was ten feet from the table. "Mr. Latterman! Mr. Latterman!" she was calling to him. "A terrible fight, down in Chinaware !" "Well, what do we have store police for?" he demanded. "They can take care of it. Now be quiet, Madge; don't get the customers excited!"
There was a clicking, a stir as of gowns, soft footsteps, a movement in the air. Out of the panel doorway came a Chinaman with a cloth, napkins, and chinaware. Behind him followed a second with tea-urn and a bowl, and with the suddenness of an apparition, without sound or movement, a third was standing at Keith's side.
On the screen, the Chinaware Department on the third floor came to life in full sound and color. The pickup must have been across an aisle from the box from whence the alarm had come; they could see one of Pelton's Illiterate clerks lying unconscious under it, and the handphone dangling at the end of its cord.
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