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She went on scooping out the hole for it, slowly and deliberately, with her trowel, and patting the earth about it with wilful hands. There was a little smudge of grey earth above the crinkles in her soft, sallow-white forehead. "You wait," she said. She smiled like a child pleased with itself for taking its own way. Mary waited. She thought: "Three hours ago I was angry with her.
Now that I am down here, I will see to the very bottom of this affair, were it deeper than fathom ever sounded. Charles Holland was my poor sister's son; he's the only relative I have in the wide world, and his happiness is dearer to my heart than my own." Crinkles turned aside, and, by the twinkle of his eyes, one might premise that the honest little lawyer was much affected.
'MR. CRINKLES said, that if the objection were found to be insuperable he should apply to Parliament, which he thought could not fail to recognise the utility of the invention. His only fear was that the machine might be worn out by constant working.
He then regales himself with some of the spinach-like contents of the paunch, and, by way of filling in the time and the little crinkles in his stomach, cuts off and eats such little portions of fat as are exposed in the process of butchering. He then looks around for a stony place and deposits the carcass conveniently near it, together with the entrails and the bag of blood.
"Everybody loves Daddy everybody depends on him to go ahead and do things. I hope Uncle Jason will be like him." With the light breeze fluttering the little crinkles of hair between her hat and her brow, and an expression of bright expectancy upon her face, Janice was worth looking at a second time. So Mrs. Scattergood thought, as she glanced up now and again from her knitting.
Tears fell from Marie's eyes. Her face quivered, then crinkled up piteously as a child's face crinkles in a storm of weeping. "Shut the door," she stammered between sobs. "For God's sake, shut the door! If Angelo should come!" Neither Vanno nor Peter moved. They wished Angelo to come.
Aunt knelt down before the old chest and selected a key from the bunch at her belt. "Would it not be too provoking, Amy, if this key should not fit after all? Well, I do not believe you would be any more disappointed than I." She turned the key and lifted the heavy lid. I bent forward eagerly. A layer of tissue paper revealed itself, with a fine tracing of sifted dust in its crinkles.
She who was so clever with her fingers now stitched so clumsily that Dame Sarah had to take half her work to pieces again. She held her needle so awkwardly, and her stitches were so irregular, and full of knots and crinkles, that when she tried on her Sunday dress, which had cost her so much trouble, it was found to be a perfectly absurd misfit.
'MR. CRINKLES hoped so too; but he feared that if the gentlemen of the swell mob persevered in their objection, nothing could be done. 'PROFESSOR GRIME suggested, that surely, in that case, Her Majesty's Government might be prevailed upon to take it up.
"We we well," said the attorney. "I've sent for you, and here you are, and here I am, and here's Jack Pringle. What have you got to say?" "Just this much," said Mr. Crinkles, recovering himself a little, "just this much, sir, that I never saw that letter before in all my life." "You never saw it?" "Never." "Didn't you write it?" "On my solemn word of honour, sir, I did not."
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