United States or Cyprus ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Still shaking her head over her mistake, she drew Flora's latest portrait carefully from its place in the album, and putting on her hat and jacket went round to make a call in Peter Street. By the time Flora returned home Mrs.
But if trees are scarce, plants like the fuchsia grow to tree-like luxuriance; there is a rich abundance of ferns, while both the land and the marine flora are very rich. There is much to come for, and those who come must be willing to brave a passage that may be exceedingly unpleasant. When Dr.
I questioned Flora, but she was no wiser than the rest of us. "It's the queerest thing I ever heard of," said Arnold. "The man can't have been spirited away." "Perhaps an Indian crept up and tomahawked him," suggested Malcolm Cameron, "and he's lying yonder under the snow." "No; that is out of the question," said I. "Captain Rudstone could not have been caught off his guard."
His face was rounder, and had a gross, sensual expression, that showed itself particularly about the mouth. The man Green was standing beside the bar talking to him, and I noticed that Frank laughed heartily, at some low, half obscene remarks that he was making. In the midst of these, Flora, the sister of Frank, a really beautiful girl, came in to get something from the bar.
He repeated: `Very nice, cheery, clever girls. I sat down on a bank against a hedge and began to cry." "You must have astonished him not a little," I observed. Anthony, it seems, remained on the road looking down at her. He did not offer to approach her, neither did he make any other movement or gesture. Flora de Barral told me all this.
The clock twice marked the passing hour. She had never heard Mrs. Herrick speak so flowingly nor Kerr listen so well, placing his questions nicely to draw out the thread of her theme. Yet Flora guessed his thought must be fixed on their approaching moment, as hers was on the moment when they should be ready to quit the table and Mrs. Herrick would leave them to themselves.
"You did! Well? I suppose Aunt Flora thought it was all your fault that he proposed, and an impertinence that you refused?" "She was complimentary at the time," said Julie, half smiling. "But since No, I don't feel that she is appeased." "Of course not. Affronted, more likely." There was a silence. The Duchess was looking at Julie, but her thoughts were far away.
I was not attending school at all at this time, as the winter term had closed, and the summer one had not commenced, and I had nothing to do but work about the place. I went into the house, and talked with Flora. I told her what had happened how I had been whipped by both father and son. She cried, and begged me not to disobey them any more.
Her legs recovered sufficiently before we left for her to walk to the sink, while we went back to our guests. Every one was leaving, and Artie was taking Cary home. I looked to see how Flora took it, but her appealing blue eyes were fixed in their most appealing way upon the Also Ran, who was plainly undergoing thrills of exquisite torture therefrom.
He was far less startled than Ethel had expected; indeed, the proposal was rather a relief to his mind, and his chief objection was the fear that Flora would be fatigued by the extra bustle; but she promised not to trouble herself about it, otherwise than that if Norman could not persuade Meta, she would. The sisters parted, much more comfortable than before.
Word Of The Day