dearman

Updated: June 4, 2025

Dearman, most charming of hostesses, he sate, in the stage of avuncular affection, and told her that if the Judges knew their business his hunter would win the Hunter-Class first prize and be "Best Horse in the Show" too.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

You began the game and I'll end it when I think fit. Grand malacca that." "Dearman, I will always " "'Course you will. See you at tea to-morrow, Gussie. If ever my wife hears of this I'll kill you painfully. Bye-Bye." Augustus was present at tea next day, and, thenceforth, so regular was he that Mrs.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Dearman, re-arranging crushed and disarranged flowers at her breast, blushing and laughing shyly. The man was filled with awe, reverence and a deep longing for worthiness. The woman felt happy in the sense of safety, of power, of pride in the love of so fine a being. "And how long have you loved me?" she murmured. "Loved you, Cleopatra?

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

"The Officer commanding the leading company appears to be trying to hide," commented General Murger. Captain Trebizondi uncovered his face a face of great promise but no performance. "Will you march your company off, sir," shouted Colonel Dearman, "the battalion is waiting for you."

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

I would not ask it of any living soul but you, and I ask it because your presence would show me that you blindly believe that it was not John Robin Ross-Ellison who killed poor Mrs. Dearman, and that would enable me to die quite happy. Your presence would also be a great help to me.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Dearman looked, would have torn up dainty cotton and linen confections for bandages instead of wearing them; that the Commandant didn't need all the personal encouragement and enheartenment that she wished to give him and many other uncomfortable, cynical, and crabby thoughts. Captain Malet-Marsac loved her without criticism. Mrs.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

She prudently removed the dish to the far side of her plate and Colonel Jackson emptied it. Not having prepared to meet the request to replenish the store a second time, it was useless for Mr. Ross-Ellison to make more passes when commanded so to do. "The usual end of the 'supernatural," observed Mrs. Dearman with contempt. "Most usual," said he. "More than 'most," corrected Mrs. Dearman.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Pat Dearman he looked sad, smouldering, despairing and Fighting-against-his-Lower-Self, when not looking Young-but-Hopelessly-Depraved-though-Yearning-for-Better-Things. And he flung out quick epigrams, sighed heavily, talked brilliantly and wildly, and then suppressed a groan.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

As to his wife, there was, as stated, no necessity for any "trying". He was immensely and justly proud of her as one of the prettiest, most accomplished, and most attractive women in the Bendras Presidency. Mrs. "Pat" Dearman, née Cleopatra Diamond Brighte, was, as has been said, consciously and most obviously a Good Woman.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life

Dearest I have loved you from the moment my eyes first fell on you.... Poor salt-encrusted, weary, bloodshot eyes they were too," he added, smiling, reminiscent. "What do you mean?" asked Mrs. Dearman, puzzled. "Ah I have a secret to tell you a confession that will open those beautiful eyes wide with surprise. I first saw you when you were Cleopatra Brighte." "Good gracious!" ejaculated Mrs.

Percival Christopher Wren - Driftwood Spars: The Stories of a Man, a Boy, a Woman, and Certain Other People Who: Strangely Met Upon the Sea of Life