embroidery-hoop

Updated: May 12, 2025

But sometimes it's mighty easy to persuade yourself that it does." It was just here that the professor awoke with a start and a snort, excused himself abruptly, and stumped off to bed. Mrs. Honoria, sitting under the drop-light and stitching patiently at her bit of stretched linen, laid the tiny embroidery-hoop aside, signalled to her husband, and vanished in her turn.

Francis Lynde - The Honorable Senator Sage-Brush