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"But you I don't quite understand how any one can be so changed, yet recognizable. I guess it's the plumage. You're in a new edition an edition deluxe." Pauline's dressmakers were bringing out the full value of her height and slender, graceful strength. Her eyes, full of the same old frankness and courage, now had experience in them, too.
When he returned, wearing the costume of the East, he was greeted by society as a prince. His novel, "Contarini Fleming," was published with great acclaim, and interest in "Vivian Gray" was revived by a special edition deluxe. "Contarini" was compared to "Childe Harold," and pictures of Disraeli, with hair curling to his shoulders, were displayed in shop-windows by the side of pictures of Byron.
Interesting and it proves priority for the Indians, doesn't it? I'll make a try for you, Gussy, but don't expect anything." He cleared his throat, his eyes grew distant and, turning his head a little to the right, he enunciated sharply, "Pooh-Bah. Time: Inst oh five. One oh five seven. Oh oh. Record: Gussy coca thou budget. Cut." He explained, "We got a voice-cued setter now on the deluxe models.
"She thinks that her husband has found out that the necklace is paste." "How?" I asked. "The paste replica is gone from her wall safe in the Deluxe." I turned, startled at the information. Even Kennedy himself was perplexed at the sudden succession of events. I had nothing to say.
A deluxe edition of "Herrick" was proposed by the Publishing Department: some say the Art Department made the suggestion. Anyway, there was a consultation in the manager's office, and young Abbey was to go to England to look up the scene and with his pencil bring the past up to the present.
Deluxe model, too. Must have cost him at least two months' pay. Like almost everyone else, he was vitally concerned in this latest affair. Keller frowned. He, himself, he realized, was acting childishly. He would simply be wasting time by trying to do this by himself. "Yes," he growled. "Get me a brief on a few cases like this one."
Perhaps that was what she feared, his very calmness. "I must see Mrs. Moulton again," remarked Kennedy, as we left. The Moultons lived, we found, in one of the largest suites of a new apartment hotel, the Deluxe, and in spite of the fact that our arrival had been announced some minutes before we saw Mrs.
Yet, his first loyalty belonged to the I-A, to the peace it represented. He said rather lamely: "I hope you get over the feeling that I'm strange." "I'm over it already," she said. She linked arms with him, said: "If you feel up to it, I'll take you on the deluxe guided tour." By nightfall, Orne was in a state of confusion.
Moulton," he said slowly, rising and handing it back to her, "have you told me all?" "Why yes," she answered. Kennedy shook his head gravely. "I'm afraid not. You must tell me everything." "No no," she cried vehemently, "there is nothing more." We left and outside the Deluxe he paused, looked about, caught sight of a taxicab and hailed it. "Where?" asked the driver.
He awoke at dawn and threw up the window. He was traveling in a sleeping compartment deluxe. He had appearances to keep up now. The sun had tilted up a golden arc and the withered landscape took a lavish glory. Julian's eyes fell on some shabby thatched roofs that the blaze was brightening. 'Mount Pleasant Mission! he said to himself. 'and to think I wasted three good years of my life there.
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