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The children were whirling past the door, throwing things high into the air. "Little demons!" she cried. "What have they got?" she asked Jacob. "Onions, I think," said Jacob. He looked at them without moving. "Next August, remember, Jacob," said Mrs. Durrant, shaking hands with him on the terrace where the fuchsia hung, like a scarlet ear-ring, behind her head. Mr.
Such a loss as I've met ain't to be forgotten, an' it ain't forgotten. I'm gettin' along in years, an' I never was a great talker. I expect you know what I want to say, Miss Durrant. I'll provide well for you, an' make such a settlement as you an' William approve.
"There are MILLIONS of stars," said Charlotte with conviction. Miss Eliot turned away from the telescope. The young men laughed suddenly in the dining-room. "Let ME look," said Charlotte eagerly. "The stars bore me," said Mrs. Durrant, walking down the terrace with Julia Eliot. "I read a book once about the stars. ... What are they saying?" She stopped in front of the dining-room window.
Now," she said. Downstairs they went. But half-way down they met Mr. and Mrs. Gresham, Herbert Turner, Sylvia Rashleigh, and a friend, whom they had dared to bring, from America, "knowing that Mrs. Durrant wishing to show Mr. Pilcher. Mr. Pilcher from New York This is Miss Durrant." "Whom I have heard so much of," said Mr. Pilcher, bowing low. So Clara left him.
Timmy Durrant, returning with his Blue book under his arm, noticed a little knot of people at the street corner; conglomerated as though one of them knew something; and the others, pressing round him, looked up, looked down, looked along the street. What was it that he knew? Timothy, placing the Blue book before him, studied a paper sent round by the Treasury for information. Mr.
He had left the good creature devoting herself to their guest as if she were an old friend instead of a stranger just for his sake and his wife's sake. Maria always said "your wife" when she spoke of her predecessor. "Marthy always said that Maria Durrant was as kind and capable a woman as she ever set eyes on, an' poor Marthy was one that knew," said Mr.
She stood at the open door and watched Maria Durrant go away, a few minutes later, with a plump bundle under one arm. "I should think you were going to seek your fortune," she called merrily, as the good woman turned into the road; but Maria wagged her head with a cheerful nod, and did not deign to look back.
Where was the pretty woman's face? Clara's Fanny's Florinda's? Who was the pretty little creature? Not Clara Durrant. The Aberdeen terrier must be exercised, and as Mr.
"Where are the guns?" Mrs. Durrant looked too. Clara, thinking that her mother wanted her, came in; then went out again. "Oh!" cried Sandra, with a cordiality which she suddenly felt. And Evan added, "What luck!" The dinner which they gave him in the hotel which looks on to the Square of the Constitution was excellent. Plated baskets contained fresh rolls. There was real butter.
Timothy Durrant never made any comment at all. The housemaid found herself very liberally rewarded. Mr. Sopwith's opinion was as sentimental as Clara's, though far more skilfully expressed. Betty Flanders was romantic about Archer and tender about John; she was unreasonably irritated by Jacob's clumsiness in the house. Captain Barfoot liked him best of the boys; but as for saying why ...
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