Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: April 30, 2025
Nor had she any farther opportunity of watching those two figures pacing backward and forward upon the terrace; for Mr. Granger contrived to occupy her attention till the dressing-bell rang, and afforded her the usual excuse for hurrying away. She was one of the last to return to the drawing-room, and to her surprise found Mr.
He stayed after the other guests, and was yet talking eagerly to his hostess when the dressing-bell rang. "We dine alone," Lady Agatha said to the old friend who had brought Mr. Jardine. "And I go nowhere afterwards: I am fagged out. How glad I am that next week sees us at Hazels! If you and Mr. Jardine could dine, Colonel Brind?" The old friend answered her wistful look.
"I mean," said Patty, "that I wish you never to mention the Lick Observatory again." Patty and the Bishop The dressing-bell rang for Sunday morning service, and Patty laid down her book with a sigh and went and stood by the open window. The outside world was a shimmering green and yellow, the trees showed a feathery fringe against the sky, and the breeze was redolent of violets and fresh earth.
And therefore, all the bolder for her brief self-distrust and hesitation, she had swept across the great room, light of foot, and almost impertinently graceful of carriage. "Here you are at last!" Dickie had exclaimed, with a sigh as of relief. "I shan't want anything more, Powell. You can come back when the dressing-bell rings."
Happily, all was finished, and the servants were called in to pack the pretty, fragile articles. "Now I shall have five minutes," I thought to myself, "and I will find out whether she cares for me or not." Alas! there was the dressing-bell. "We have just finished in time for dinner," said Lady Thesiger. "Sir John will not be at home; he does not return until late." I was tortured with impatience.
You behaved disgracefully at King William's School last year. Don't deny it!" "Deny it!" I cried warmly; "I would as soon deny that you are an arrant flirt, Dorothy Manners, and will be a worse one." "Yes, I shall have my fling," said the minx. "I shall begin to-night, with you for an audience. I shall make the doctor look to himself. But there is the dressing-bell."
"Yes, I can employ others; and Fenwick, when you have finished with Strahan I will ask permission to employ you, though without reward; the task I would impose will not take you a minute." He then threw himself back in his chair, and seemed to fall into a doze. The dressing-bell rang; Strahan put away the plans, indeed, they were now pretty well finished and decided on.
After two or three days have elapsed, people generally lose all interest in the novelty, and settle down to such pursuits as suit them best. At eight in the morning the dressing-bell rings, and a very few admirable people get up, take a walk on deck, and appear at breakfast at half-past eight.
In five minutes in half an hour, at all events the fellow will be obliged to go and speak to somebody else, if only for decency's sake. And then there is every chance that the dressing-bell will soon ring.
"Yes, I can employ others; and Fenwick, when you have finished with Strahan I will ask permission to employ you, though without reward; the task I would impose will not take you a minute." He then threw himself back in his chair, and seemed to fall into a doze. The dressing-bell rang; Strahan put away the plans, indeed, they were now pretty well finished and decided on.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking