Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 12, 2025
She had tried to read some of the lines of the letter by holding the envelope up to a strong light and pressing it hard against the paper, but Gilbert had too good a taste in stationery to make that possible. At eleven-thirty the theatre-goers returned. It was a delicious winter night.
"I don't know what to answer, or who Terence Hewet is," Helen continued, in the toneless voice of a ghost. She put a paper before Rachel on which were written the incredible words: DEAR MRS. AMBROSE I am getting up a picnic for next Friday, when we propose to start at eleven-thirty if the weather is fine, and to make the ascent of Monte Rosa.
Perhaps because she was afraid of being discovered earlier than that or perhaps merely because she's just a romantic girl." Godfrey sat with his head bent in thought for a moment. "I have it!" he said. "At eleven-thirty every night her father and the adept go up to the roof, to remain there till midnight. That is the one time of the whole day when she is absolutely sure to be alone.
Wrandall resumed her contemplation of the fog-screened Sound. "Shall I fetch you a wrap, ma'am?" asked Watson, hesitating. "I am coming in, Watson. Open the box of flowers for Miss Castleton. Is there a fire in the library?" "Yes, Mrs. Wrandall." "Mr. Leslie will be out on Saturday. Tell Mrs. Conkling." "The evening train, ma'am?" "No. The eleven-thirty. He will be here for luncheon."
I said as soon as I was able to say anything. "We'll just go. We'll take the ten o'clock train. It will get to Marsden by eleven-thirty and that'll be in plenty of time. The wedding isn't until twelve." "But we've never been on the train alone, and we've never been to Marsden at all!" I gasped. "Oh, of course, if you're going to hatch up all sorts of difficulties!" said Johnny scornfully.
Ten minutes later, this message is received: "Total of 2200 election districts, Greater New York, Trueman's majority 180,000. This makes the state Independent by a safe margin of 100,000." Harvey Trueman feels for the first time since his nomination that he will be elected. Joy is written on his face. "Pennsylvania casts its vote for Trueman and co-operation." It is eleven-thirty.
It was about eleven-thirty and there was four or five of 'em in the cloakroom, puffin' away languid like real clubmen, when in drifts a young lady all in pink silk and gold net and hails one of the wicked bunch. "Bobby," says she, "you ought to be ashamed of yourself!" "Run on now, Vee," says he. "Told you when I asked you to come that I wasn't a dancing man, y'know."
Next morning she was singing as usual over her initialing. We went into town at eleven-thirty to look up table linen. Edith met us for lunch. She was going to present Ruth with all her lingerie. "After all," she said one day in way of reassurance to Ruth, "you would have been in a pretty mess if you'd married Breck Sewall.
It was necessary that a special meeting of one of his railroad interests should be held before his departure, and he fixed the meeting for Sunday at eleven-thirty at his residence on Fifth Avenue. He asked Edward to be there to take the notes of the meeting. The meeting was protracted, and at one o'clock Mr. Gould suggested an adjournment for luncheon, the meeting to reconvene at two.
'Make yourself comfortable for a little and I'll fix you up. The night train goes at eleven-thirty.... You'll find cigars in the cupboard and there's this week's Critic on that table. It's got a good article on Conrad, if you care for such things. I helped myself to a cigar and spent a profitable half-hour reading about the vices of the British Government.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking