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The little black winter bud grew warm-coloured above, and burst suddenly into extravagant outlines and chromatic confusion. Harringay, who is a cad, first put what we were all feeling into words. "I've just seen Dunstone and his donah," he said. Clearly she was one of those rare women who cannot dress. And that was not all.
He is our clergyman, and he always does as we tell him; and so Dunstone is quite the model parish of the archdeaconry." Julius could not help making an odd little bend of the head, half deferential, half satirical; and Raymond said, "Cecil, I believe it rests with you to make the move." An ingenuous girlish blush mantled on her cheek as she looked towards Rosamond and moved.
More than one flash had revealed Rosamond's contempt for Cecil's assumptions and intolerance for her precision besides, she was five years older, and had not an ideal in Dunstone. After revolving what form of remonstrance would be least offensive during half the night and day, Mrs.
"Never quartered there, but on visits at Rathforlane," said Rosamond. "Our ten years at home we have been up and down the world, till at last you see I've ended where I began at Plymouth." "Oh, what a lovely Florentine mosaic!" exclaimed Cecil, who had taken but slight interest in this itinerary. "It is just like a weight at Dunstone." Then opening a miniature-case, "Who is this Mrs.
Was Cecil's allegiance to Dunstone, or was it to the heiress of Dunstone? Tests of allegiance consist in very small matters, and it is not always easy to see the turning-point. Now Cecil had always stood on a pinnacle at Dunstone, and she had found neither its claims nor her own recognized at Compton.
We only had regular Sunday and Saint's Day services, and I am sure Dunstone was quite as religious a place as there is any need to be." "I am glad to hear it," said Julius, an odd look flickering about his face; "but as I am afraid Compton is not as religious a place as there is need to be, I must try, by your leave, all means of making it so. Good night."
Those extorted thanks seemed to her a victory of her sex in a field she had never thought of; and though she had no desire to emulate the lady, and felt that a daughter of Dunstone must remember noblesse oblige, the focus of her enthusiasm was in an odd state of shifting. On the evening of the party at Strawyers, Mrs.
But what is the regiment at Backsworth?" and as Charlie named it, "Oh, what fun! That's where Laurie Cookson exchanged. He will be sure to send us cards for everything." "At Dunstone we never used to go to garrison gaieties," said Cecil, gravely. "Oh! I'm a military pariah," said Rosamond, hastily. "Who are the land-owners?" continued Cecil.
Upheave the masses from beneath." "But that's an earthquake," said Cecil. "Earthquakes are sometimes wholesome." "But the process is not so agreeable that we had not rather avert it," said Lady Tyrrell. "All ours at Dunstone are model cottages," said Cecil; "it is my father's great hobby." "Squires' hobbies are generally like the silver trough the lady gave her sow," said Mrs.
Dunstone is, in the sun of prosperity, rapidly developing an extremely florid vulgarity. And afterwards I discovered that she had forgotten her music, and evidently enjoyed her meals. Yet I for one can witness that five years ago there was that about her I can only extend my arm with quivering digits.
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