Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 12, 2025
Her clasp was firm, cool, and nervously cordial the old confident affection of childhood once more. "I am so glad you came, Duane. I've really missed you." And sweeping the little circle with an eager glance; "You know everybody, I think. The Dysarts have not yet appeared, and Scott is down at the Gate Lodge. Come and sit by me, Duane."
You must ask my son Jack, gentlemen my son Jack te-he! oh, yes, he knows; he can tell you a thing or two, I warrant you! Yes, gentlemen, he's like all the Dysarts fit for a fight or a frolic! te-he! he's all Dysart, gentlemen my son Jack. But he is a good son to me yes, yes! a good son, a good son! Tell him I said so and good-night." "Nutty," whispered a policeman.
Te-he one's been here to see you a little white doll in chinchillas, and scared to death at my civilities as though she knew the Dysarts te-he! Oh, yes, the Dysarts, Jack. But it was monstrous imprudent, my son and a good thing that your wife remains at Lenox so late this season te-he! A lucky thing, you young dog! And what the devil do you mean by it eh? What d'ye mean, I say!"
So when they had exhausted Torso and their households, they filled the morning hours with long tales about people they had known, "Did you ever hear of the Dysarts in St. Louis? Sallie Dysart was a great belle, she had no end of affairs, and then she married Paul Potter. The Potters were very well-known people in Philadelphia, etc."
But when I told her the next day that I expected you, too, she got mad all over, and we had a lively talk-fest. What was there wrong in my having you and the Dysarts here at the same time? Don't you get on?" "Charmingly," replied Duane airily.... "It will be very interesting, I think. Is there anybody else here?" "Delancy Grandcourt. Isn't he the dead one? But Geraldine wanted him.
This reaction, however, was but short-lived, for no sooner had the poor King retired to the privacy of his bed-chamber at Whitehall Palace, than an imperious message from his son-in-law ordered him to remove without delay to Ham House, Petersham. Tradition, regardless of fact, associates the grand old seat of the Lauderdales and Dysarts with King James's escape from England.
Generations ago Dysarts had been shot very conventionally at ten paces owing to this same debonair resistlessness; Dysarts had slipped into and out of all sorts of unsavoury messes on account of this fatal family failing; some had been neatly winged, some thrust through; some, in a more sordid age, permitted counsel of ability to explain to a jury how guiltless a careless gentleman could be under the most unfortunate and extenuating appearances.
Dysart to telephone her on Mrs. Dysart's return from the country, sir it being a matter of very great importance." "Thank you." "Thank you, sir." The servant withdrew; the son stood gazing into the hallway. Behind him his father mumbled and muttered and chuckled to himself in his easy-chair by the fire! "Te-he! They are all alike, the Dysarts oh, yes, all alike!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking