Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: September 21, 2025
'Pet lamb, was Mother's answer, still bending over her knitting-she was prodigal of terms like this and applied them indiscriminately, for Jane Anne resembled the animal in question even less than did her father 'I saw it last on the geranium shelf you know, where the fuchsias and the-' She hesitated, she was not sure herself. 'I'll get it, my duckie, for you, she added, and began to rise.
"I'm sure you wouldn't regret Jerry any more if you could just get hold of Duckie. Of course, his being in New York is an obstacle, but I could introduce you by mail." "I do not care for Ducks," said Prudence. "Of course, they look very nice swimming around on the water, but when it comes to eating, I'll take spring chicken every time." Carol did not mention "Duck" again for three days.
"Dear Jo," she murmured, filling her embrace with a soft perfume of hair, which somehow stifled the "Hello, duckie" on the other's tongue. Joanna found herself turning to Rye's one porter with inquiries after his wife and little boy, doing her best to take the chill off the proceedings. She wished that Ellen wouldn't give herself these airs.
Ellen came flying to meet them, in a white serge frock tied with a red sash. "Arthur Alce has come, Jo we're all waiting. Is Mr. Trevor coming too?" and she put her head on one side, looking up at him through her long fringe. "Yes, duckie. Mr. Trevor's dropped in to taste our turkey and plum pudding to see if they ain't better than his own to-night."
"She be sleepin' that peaceful in 'er bed in there," she said, "it 'ud be a shame to wake 'er. She's deaf now, and belike she never 'eard the tree come down, 'ooever's done it. But I'll go and see after Duckie: she's makin' noise enough to rouse 'er, anyway."
Doris shook her head she was realizing her own shortcomings; her incapacity for new undertakings; "they frighten me. I have always been able to make an ideal seem real, dear, but I am afraid I fail utterly when it comes to making the real seem ideal particularly when it is not lovely." "Well, then, duckie, just let me do the interpreting.
During this trip to America, Edward and his wife, carrying the wretched "Duckie" with them, paid their visit to the "White House." This autumn the "little carriage" my father mentioned having purchased for my mother in Baltimore was put into use. He frequently drove out in it with my mother, his new daughter, and grandson.
'That horrid old Miss Catherine has been here again, I'm sure, for I saw her going out of the shop just now, and she's been saying something or other spiteful, as she always does, to vex my dearie. What did she say to you to-day, now do tell us, duckie mother? 'Well, there, said Mrs.
Wagge added gently: "It seems to suit my husband wonderfully." Winton murmured: "Yes. Is this your dog? Bit of a philosopher, isn't he?" Mrs. Wagge answered: "Oh, he's a naughty dog, aren't you, Duckie?" The dog Duckie, feeling himself the cynosure of every eye, rose and stood panting into Gyp's face. She took the occasion to get up. "We must go, I'm afraid. Good-bye.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking