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Updated: May 4, 2025
I've always wanted to see one, and now I have an opportunity. It will be just the thing for my physical geography and natural history class. Young ladies, attention, and I will explain certain things to you." "Miss Delafield, do you understand enough about an airship to lecture on one?" asked Miss Perkman smartly.
She came toward him, holding out her hand with an open friendliness which this young lady was in the habit of bestowing upon men and women impartially upon persons of either sex who happened to meet with her approval. She did not know what made her incline to like this man, neither did she seek to know. In a quiet, British way Miss Delafield was a creature of impulse.
He thought her a consummate actress, and revelled in each new phase. The Duchess, half laughing, half crying, began to scold her friend. Delafield bent over Julie Le Breton's chair. "Have you had some tea?" The smile in his eyes provoked a faint answer in hers. While she was declaring that she was in no need whatever of physical sustenance, Meredith advanced with his portfolio.
But Meredith was not the only visitor expected at the villa in the next few days. She was already schooling herself to face the arrival of Jacob Delafield. It was curious how the mere thought of Delafield produced an agitation, a shock of feeling, which seemed to spread through all the activities of being.
"To the Lanovitches', where we met the Baron de Chauxville." "Ah!" "Why ah?" "Because I dislike the Baron de Chauxville," answered Maggie in her decisive way. "I am glad of that because I hate him!" said Paul. "Have you any reason for your dislike?" Miss Delafield had a reason, but it was not one that she could mention to Paul. So she gracefully skirted the question.
"As for Jacob Delafield, don't trouble yourself to write me any further news of him. He has insulted me lately in a way I shall not soon forgive nothing to do, however, with the lady who says she refused him. Whether her report be veracious or no matters nothing to me, any more than his chances of succeeding to the Captain's place.
As a loud crash burst over the village in the midst of his sermon, and showed how frightfully near the storm was, his voice broke into a shrill quaver, as he faltered out, "Yes, my brethren, let us be calm under all circumstances, and Death will have no terrors." The Rev. Amos Peewee had been settled in the village of Delafield since a long period before the Revolution, according to the boys.
"And then," said Joe Carbrook, "we might call it 'The Everyday Doctrines of Delafield, If we stick to the things every citizen will admit he ought to believe and do, the churches will still have all the chance they have now to preach those things which must be left to the individual conscience."
As the last breathing notes died on the ear, Delafield turned to meet those eyes which had already secured an unconscious victory, and saw them moistened with a lustre that added to their natural softness. Beauty in tears is proverbially irresistible and the youth, bending forward, said in a voice that was modulated to the stillness of the room "Such melody, Miss Henly, captivates the senses."
Colonel Delafield, or General no, Field Marshal Delafield, is an officer that might teach" as Miss Osgood spoke with short interruptions between her epithets, as if in search of proper terms, she dwelt a moment on the last word in such a manner as to give it a particular emphasis Charlotte started, more perhaps from the manner than the expression, and turning her glowing face towards her friend, she cried involuntarily
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