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Dory, I should keep every one out of the room. Some one must telephone for a doctor. I suppose your man has been hurt." The guests were wild with curiosity, but Lord Clenarvon, with an insistent gesture, led the way back to the diningroom. "Whatever has happened," he said, "the people who are in charge there know best how to deal with the situation.
Smith our messenger about the business, and so home, where I found that my wife had finished very neatly my study with the former hangings of the diningroom, which will upon occasion serve for a fine withdrawing room. So a little to my office and so home, and spent the evening upon my house, and so to supper and to bed. 21St.
Nobody knows who makes these songs; they seem to follow events automatically. Mrs. Kronborg made Giddy sing the whole twelve verses of this one, and laughed until she wiped her eyes. The story was that of Katie Casey, head diningroom girl at Winslow, Arizona, who was unjustly discharged by the Harvey House manager.
When she rejoined the two men in the diningroom after having bathed her face, Charles Gould was saying to the doctor across the table "No, there does not seem any room for doubt." And the doctor assented. "No, I don't see myself how we could question that wretched Hirsch's tale. It's only too true, I fear." She sat down desolately at the head of the table and looked from one to the other.
Krummlaut says every day as he comes into the diningroom rubbing his hands and passes my chair, "Na, was macht England?" which is a sign he is being gracious. It is only a feeling, this of being completely alone. But I've got it, and the longer I'm here and the better I know people the greater it becomes. It's an uneasiness.
"My dear sir, she gets what she wants, and Henderson is going to the... well, look at the lines in his face. I've known Henderson since he came fresh into the Street. He'd rarely knife a friend when his first wife was living. Now, when you see the old frank smile on his face, it's put on." It was half-past eight when Mr. Henderson with Mrs. Delancy on his arm led the way to the diningroom.
My sweetheart had been pulled about a little, no doubt; one or two men had even kissed her under my very nose, but I at once set down these details to the profit and loss column, and in all sincerity I was proud and happy. "My young friends," suddenly exclaimed our host, "it is time to use your forks vigorously. Let us adjourn to the diningroom."
My sweetheart had been pulled about a little, no doubt; one or two men had even kissed her under my very nose, but I at once set down these details to the profit and loss column, and in all sincerity I was proud and happy. "My young friends," suddenly exclaimed our host, "it is time to use your forks vigorously. Let us adjourn to the diningroom."
"No matter about its not being sewed," she went on; "you can nail it together, can't you, Larry?" "Oh, yes!" said Larry. The more hammering the better for him. He hunted up the hammer and two papers of tacks, and as fast as Abby cut he nailed. Delia was unusually busy; for it was house-cleaning time, and she was getting the diningroom ready for the new carpet.
You seen Cynthy yet?" "No. Jeff told me she was in charge of the diningroom." "I guess I'm in charge of the whole house," said Mrs. Durgin. "Cynthy's the housekeeper, though. She's a fine girl, and a smart girl," said Mrs. Durgin, with a visible relenting from some grudge, "and she'll do well wherever you put her. She went to the Academy the first two winters Jeff did.
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