Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 3, 2025
"What does the woman want with me?" "That, I fear, is painfully evident. You must have heard of the Eveleth smash a couple of months ago. Or let me see! I think it was just when you were in New York. No; you'd be likely not to hear of it.
"My mother would rather know," she declared, almost proudly, speaking again to Pruyn, "than be kept in ignorance of something in which she could help me so much." "What is it?" Mrs. Eveleth asked, eagerly. Then Diane told her.
Eveleth looked up, startled. "George died?" she questioned, slowly, with a look of wonder. Diane nodded, unable, for the minute, to speak. "But we know how he died." "Mr. Pruyn tells me that we don't." "I beg you not to put it in that way," Derek said, hurriedly. "I repeated only what was told me, and what was afterward verified. Do you not think we can spare Mrs. Eveleth what must be so painful?"
The chamber, thus half suspended in the air, had been for years the special apartment of Myrtle Hazard; and as the boys paddling about on the river would often catch glimpses, through the window, of the little girl dressed in the scarlet jacket she fancied in those days, one of them, Cyprian Eveleth had given it a name which became current among the young people, and indeed furnished to Gifted Hopkins the subject of one of his earliest poems, to wit, "The Fire-hang-bird's Nest."
And by contrasting the powers and limitations of two such young persons as Gifted Hopkins and Cyprian Eveleth, we may better appreciate the nature of that divine inspiration which gives to poetry the superiority it claims over every other form of human expression. Gifted Hopkins had shown an ear for rhythm, and for the simpler forms of music, from his earliest childhood.
Oh, you can't shock me." "At any rate, the way of talking shows you what I mean. I can quite understand how Monsieur de Bienville might have said that of Mrs. Eveleth." Lucilla's look of pain induced Miss Grimston promptly to qualify her statement. "I said I could understand it; I didn't say I respected it.
"I've just had a letter," he said, in a tone indicating an entirely new order of discussion, "from a person who signs herself Diana or is it Diane? Eveleth." "Oh, Diane! She's written to you, has she?" came from Mr. Grimston, as his partner searched with short-sighted eyes for the letter in question among the papers on the desk. "You know her, then?" "Of course I know her.
Before she had finished the concluding words, or Wappinger had withdrawn his hand from Dorothea's muff, she had glided across the floor, and disturbed the young people from their absorption in each other. "Mr. Wappinger," Derek heard her say, as he approached, "I want you to introduce me to Miss Pruyn. I'm Mrs. Eveleth, Miss Pruyn," she continued, without waiting for Carli's intermediary offices.
Eveleth, to whose loyalty she could trust, and on whose love she could depend. "I'll go and find her," Miss Lucilla said, rising. "You'd like to see her alone?" "No; I'd rather you were present. My troubles have got beyond the stage of privacy. It's best that those who care for me should hear what can be said in my defence." Miss Lucilla went, and returned. A few minutes later Mrs.
"That was what I thought," she returned; "and as it will cost us nothing while we are in Altruria, the interest will be something very handsome by the time we get back, even in United States bonds." "Something handsome!" I cried. "But, Eveleth, haven't I heard you say yourself that the growth of interest from dead money was like " "Oh yes; that!" she returned. "But you know you have to take it.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking